Well, it's that time of year again.
Well actually no-it's only November, but each year christmas seems to start earlier and earlier therefore i feel sadder so much sooner each year.
Christmas for me is still obviously lovely with having the girls, spending time with family, giving and recieving etc, but ever since losing Ben it's a time of year tinged with sadness, sadness and should have beens. My little man should be here with us

So as each year 'christmas' is spoke about earlier and earlier i feel a bit, well crap, so just wanted to spare a thought for us all as i'm sure i'm not the only one.
Come December i'll start thinking about it, but before that it can bloody well sod off!
I hate how times of year can effect us so much
