Last Christmas...
...this building will see before uni relocated to city centre, it looks cosy and tired going before its time.
The enormity of where I was at last Christmas has just hit me and the emotion attached with that. This time last year I had just spent the last weekend I would ever spend with my Dad not knowing how irrevocably our lives were about to change. I seem to have closed myself off to a certain degree to what Christmas now means, our family is not whole any more there is a Dad sized hole that can not be filled. Finishing this term at uni and saying good byes to folk seems to have highlighted this to me and knocked me slightly off guard.
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