Mum gave me a christmas cake yesterday. I haven’t even got through 2012’s creation yet, though I am sure that it would actually be fine to eat (I am not going to try). The thing is I’m not really that crazy about fruit cake, but I love that she made it for me and my family. Food and love are very interlinked aren’t they.
I see my mum as becoming an embodiment of these cakes. I will cherish them on Christmas day as she will not be spending it with me. I love the cakes that she has made for me, how carefully she wrapped them up.
Its a strange time of year, so many un-realistic expectations of families and parents to deliver that “perfect christmas”, it often feels like one big very hungry monster….I will try not to feed it too much !!