Well, hello.
It feels like months since I wrote anything in this blog, yet I suspect it was probably only five days or so ago. I hope you are having a wonderful Christmastime, and I shall try very hard not to repeat things that I have said at this time of year in times past.
Our Yuletide plans did not go off without a hitch. Sister Sophie cleverly tested positive for Covid on the 23rd, and our newest family member (he being young Rian, newly of this parish) was alarmingly poorly on Christmas Eve and had to be taken to a walk-in clinic to be checked out. That's life, though, right? Nothing was ruined, the world didn't end, it was still a nice Christmas, and it isn't over yet. Sophie is now clear of the lurgy, but has timed it perfectly to coincide with her return to work duties, so we still can't see her. But that's fine. We now have an excuse for another family get-together, and it means we can have another (delayed) Christmas Day in January. We adapt plans, we make the best of it, and we don't consider these setbacks a punishment from God or let them dampen our moods.
That's how we roll in the Chesworth clan.
Rian is absolutely fine, by the way. Babies get affected differently by bugs and this was just an unfriendly encounter with one of the many colds that is floating around society this Winter. I don't imagine for one second that we are the only family to have suffered some illness-related disruptions this December.
Now, if you'll excuse me, Mathew has several new Lego kits that he needs some help with (thank you, Santa!).
RC 29-12-22
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