There was snow.
I was thinner.
I was younger.
I was less worried about the future.
I was with my family.
I did not know that my Dad was ill. And neither did he.
I didn't feel so empty and alone.
...and on the other hand...
I had not made so many wonderful new friends through blogging, twitter and Facebook.
I had not been to a ball.
Angel had not survived and celebrated her final school exams.
She had not enjoyed her post exam holiday and her Debs.
Aspie boy had not gone through months of meltdowns so bad that I almost didn't know who he was any more. But once we got some help, he became a different child, settled into his new class and became my rock following the death of my Dad last month.
We'd only had 14 years of smiles and giggles from my very special girl :)
...that was last Christmas. This year it's for the kids...