To those I miss: my great auntie Stella, you were an inspiration throughout my life and I will never ever forget you. You remained elegant and dignified, even throughout the worst of times. You were inspirational, and will always be so in my mind. You really were the best.
To my nan, Joyce: you were a cold, hard woman but I respect what you did for my family and you looked after my mother and sister and held it all together when others around you would have failed or sent them along their way. I miss bringing you humbugs for Christmas (no pun intended).
To those who are sick:
Clayton - I can't begin to tell you how much it pains me to see your cancer develop. Please stop being a numpty and remember to take your pills. It's no fun hearing that you can't walk.
Eric - I have resented you over the years, but I respect that you're the father to one of the most important people in my life. And as such, I wish you a peaceful, quick and painless end.
Christmas isn't always about fun and joy. I apologise for the emotive nature of this thread, but it's good to think of those less fortunate than ourselves sometimes.
Oh christ. This is really not a good thread. But perhaps other people will want to get things off their chest too.