Can I tell you about My Most Perfect Day? The best day......ever.....?!! Is that ok, do you want to hear all about it?
Are you sitting comfortably? Then I will begin......
I woke this morning, feeling a little tired its been a full on week at work but it's the weekend, and we've lots of fun things to look forward too.
After a leisurely breakfast, Mr Bea and I start to tackle the housework. We don't go mad, just a general tidy up, we're having guests and I'm eager to show off our Christmas tree! I want everything to look Christmas Cosy!
My Mum, Dad, Sisters and their families will be over later, bit of an early Christmas tea, we will be together on Christmas Day but often get together to share a meal together.
Mums been swooning over my Lampshade Christmas Tree, I've been secretly making one for her.....I can't wait to see her face! I love to share my crafts with her. Dad will probably have a little bit of a moan, they've only got a small flat but he loves Christmas, and he loves me, so he will easily be won around!
I've just finished making my sisters some Pom Pom garlands too, I've become addicted to making them!
Suddenly I realise the time, so quickly go into the kitchen to prepare our meal. I've not gone crazy, we have some lovely treats and a couple of good bottles of wine to drink. I've never gone mad on the catering, as long as we have enough I'm happy, I hate food wastage, especially when there are so many starving people in the world. I don't really have a food budget, and it seems ludicrous to me that I might one day have to save up, to put on a feast like this.
Mr Bea goes to pick up the girls. Eldest Bea has gone into town with friends, to try on the latest fashions no doubt, perhaps buy a few Christmas presents. She's doing what most teenagers do, no sensory issues, no concept of what it's like to be Autistic.
Little Bea has been to her dance classes, she has a part in the Christmas show so everything's stepped up a little, with extra rehearsals. Occasionally I will have a little moan about the cost of the lessons, how expensive it is to buy the show costumes, just like the other mums do, but she's a natural entertainer.....and isn't that what parents are supposed to do? Encourage their children, we can afford it, so we do.
It's starting to get dark when everyone seems to arrive at once, lots of laughter, lots of hugs, lots of chatter......eating and drinking. The girls busily telling their grandparents about their day. A few tears shed when Mum is presented with her Christmas tree! She's always so emotional!
We have a quick chat about where we would like to go next year for our holiday, we always book a cottage by the sea, all together. Lyme Regis this year we think!
As the wine flows we start to discuss what we'd do with a lottery win, it's always the same, usually starting off with an idea from Dad.....he loves this game.......
I don't want to win the lottery.
What I would like is this Perfect Day. A day where my parents were here, so I could give my dad the biggest bear hug ever, where we had no understanding of the heartbreak that Alzheimer's brings. One where I was full of energy, where I could work full time......so I could put on these feasts, and where paying for dance lessons isn't given a second thought. A day where my eldest daughter could go into town, with her friends and try on the latest fashions, and not feel overwhelmed by her senses.
Hold tight to what you have, it might just be your Perfect Day.
Have a lovely weekend,
Bye For Now,
Ada :) xxx