Crisis saves Spirit of Christmas

Thank God for the film The Polar Express.

As the big month nears, pressure is starting to build – the start of my daughter’s spanish inquisition as to whether Santa is real or no real.

I am having to dust off every acting face and quick-thinking wittedness I can in an effort to try and delay the inevitable. So I had to confess to her that both myself and her Daddy would be very sad when she no longer believes (just like in the Polar Express) because she (just like her fellow classmates) are seriously questioning FC’s presence and many of her friends have already drawn their conclusions.

I said to her that the magic of Christmas goes once the belief goes (as it did with me and hubby) I am a bit of a bah humbug about Christmas and ‘the most important thing is being together’. If you can only find time to be together once a year then that’s a bit crap. It also instantly short-changes those who are not in a typical family unit and who struggle to get together or even have anyone to ‘get together with’.

Thats why I am keen to volunteer for Crisis to help those living rough in London use Christmas as a chance to get a better life away from the streets. Its not easy giving up time at Christmas, particularly if you are a parent, but providing I can get the childcare thanks to my Mum (either before or after the 25th and 26th, I think it will be brilliant and will set an example for my children who could also do it once they are old enough.

In which case Christmas really will be worthwhile in years to come, with or without FC.

This blog is for Unicef.

Thanks for reading.

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