It's been 5 months now since you left us and things are not different, not at all. I miss you as much now as I did 5 months ago. And it's not getting any easier. Life does indeed go on, for dad and for Tarran, but it does so under duress from me. Every single day I wish there was a way to bring you back. Or to turn back the clock to before you ever got ill. Boy you did my head in, but you were my mum and you weren't supposed to go anywhere. And you did!! So Christmas is nearly upon us. Dad has the tree up. He originally put up your little fibreoptic tree but Tarran told him off, told him it was the wrong one. So he dug out the big one for him. We all miss you mum. Christmas is definitely not going to be the same this year. Why? Because you're not in it! But we'll raise a glass and toast your memory and maybe even down a bottle of schnapps or 2 :) Love you always and forever mum xx