The Christmas Tree

Over the years, Chris and I have travelled extensively, often on cruise ships as we had the added security of a floating medical centre. Not wishing to accumulate a growing collection of fridge magnets or coasters, we decided to buy Christmas tree decorations at each venue visited as souvenirs. These were then tucked away on our return home, but brought out each Christmas to remind us of our travels.

Nowadays our Christmas tree displays glass angels from Venice...

Clogs from Amsterdam...

Canoes from Quebec...

Russian ornaments from Vladivostok

To name but a few...

Travelling is far more difficult than it used to be. We haven't taken a foreign holiday for some years now, and since 2023 we have no longer managed any time away together.

So I admit I approached the decorating of this year's tree with some trepidation. I wondered if I might feel overwhelmed with loss as I hung the years of souvenirs on our tree. But I didn't. It was lovely to remember our holidays together, and I discovered my caring role was strengthened by the experience.

Thank you so much to everyone who continues to read this blog. I wish you all a very happy Christmas xx

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