It's all over. Decorations are put away, life is back to normal and you have no idea how much better I feel. Catch-up with a friend yesterday, walk with another this morning and cup of tea with yet another this afternoon have all set me back on the road to recovery. Add to that a spot of ball throwing for the dog out in the sunshine before lunch and you can see that life is looking up. The problem with Christmas I've decided is that it brings so much expectation in it's wake and with dementia that's never a good thing but in this house you can't keep a girl down for long so I'm now looking forward to 2020 with hope and enthusiasm. I don't make New Year resolutions on the basis that it's a bit like the minute you've started a diet and immediately want to eat pizza and chocolate - what you can't have or what you can't do are the things you most want in the world at that moment. Add to that the fact that I have little staying power or commitment to a cause and you can see that resolutions are never a good idea where I'm concerned but I do promise that in the next 12 months each time I fall over I will pick myself up and carry on; each time I get despondent I will give myself a shake and take a step forward; each time I look back and wish for what we once had I will turn my head towards the sunshine and be grateful for what I still have. That, as far as I can see, really is the only way to live and certainly the only way to move into a new decade.
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