I start the year with one less parent. It’s a strange feeling. It was a strange Christmas too. There seems to be less people at the table every year. Don’t get me wrong I’m grateful for the care given to my dad in his final months. The NHS is a treasure we must fight to protect with every fibre of our being. I’m also grateful to the hospice staff. I couldn’t do their job for any amount of money.

On the upside I still have one parent. She’s well enough and involved in many community groups and organisations which keeps her busy and surrounded by friends. She’s also been used to the absence of my dad as he spent his last months in hospital. My brother pops in daily. I call her to chat as do her sisters and friends. In fact I practically have to book an appointment to visit which I love because it means she’s not alone.

We are warm and cosy here despite the recent snow in the area. We grit the path outside the house and along the streets as far as we can to help prevent people slipping and falling. In truth the ice doesn’t seem so icy today somehow. It is due to drop to minus two Celsius tonight. Meanwhile in California LA is on fire. 

The pure joy of a walk in the icy weather this morning really raised my spirits. I heard back from my PhD supervisor about our next meeting as time slips away before I am due to submit. I need to focus more. I have no excuse. I hope you are all well and safe and surrounded by people you love and who love you. Happy New Year.