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Thinking about home

Christmas is always a difficult time of year for me, separated from friends and family. The postman arrived early this morning, bringing a gift from back home. Christmas is the time of year, to remember those close in your heart and others who have no one to celebrate with. Since moving to Spain, it has been myself and Darrell against the World, Christmas day no different. I'm not saying we like it that way, but accept that's the way it's going to be.

We are not the first people to live overseas at this time of year and wont be the last; at a time when families should be together, there are many separated through circumstances, all part of the lives we live in this connected World,

When I lived in Australia in the mid 1990s, things were very different. We had access to a PC, but it was slow and cumbersome and offered no real tangible links to those left behind. Today in 2017, things are very different. I am connected 24 hours a day with people who remain important in my life. At the touch of a button I can not only speak to a friend thousands of miles away, but I can also see their smiling face, We maybe separated by the sea, but we are very much in each others lives.

Receiving a parcel or card from Britain, is another palpable connection to the past; people who haven't forgotten the bonds we still enjoy. I am grateful for all those in my life, near and far and am lucky to be spending this festive season with the person I love, which is more than a lot of people can say. There may not be the hoards of people paying a visit, as there has been in the past, but at least the memories are still there as we approach another sunny Christmas Day!
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