I've spent the day with Manda and Mick, and my godchildren Daniel and Kirsty, as well as Manda's cheeky brother Phil ... and without any tears.
I did get a lump in my throat, just once, when Manda toasted "absent friends", and couldn't speak except to say "cheers".
Dinner was lovely, and I managed to eat a child's portion.
Although sometimes it feels as though life is unfair, almost paradoxically, I am aware of how lucky I am to have the family and friends that I am blessed with.
And I was so so privileged to share a third of my life with the most special magical man.
Merry Christmas everyone.
It's almost over for this year, another hurdle defeated.
Tomorrow, I plan to be at home, have a lazy day with the dogs, get the heating and hot water put back on, and phone Cliff's family as well as my own.