As I write this I am on my way out the door to go and see an old friend.  Christmas Eve for me is a time to remember the good in the ages and my dear friend Debs is one of the good things.

Over the years we have had our ups and downs as any good friendship has.  Some, if not all of the downs caused by me and my emotional crap but we have survived.  And survived well.

And this year we have something to celebrate for in less than 6 months she will be a Mrs.

I wish I had been a better friend to her over the years, and that contact had been more than just once or twice a year.  I get the guilt thing and then ‘assume’ that I have left it too long but she always reminds me that forgiveness is divine and in my book that makes her godly.

I’ve only got to find my other shoe and then I really must get myself together.  And then it’ll be from the pub to church and by the time I get back Christmas will be here so to all I wish that all your dreams come true, and whether you have been naughty or nice that you get whatever your heart desires both now and in the coming times.