the last few days have been hard, managing christmas for 5 people who are demanding and excited, adults for whom christmas means food, special drinks and chocolates. the whole thing has been extremely stressful and exhausting but all was worth it when they opened their presents and received what they had asked for. especially two of them, one wanted an amethyst ring that i had one hour to procure and. budget of $30. i should get a medal for the lengths I went to get that ring for her but i don't even get a thank you, except from her. it was worth it.

the other client was expecting a box of 'favourites', a set of cadburys different chocolates in individual wrappers. the staff that had been tasked with getting these had left them at home so this afternoon the client opened a bag of various other things we had put together from left overs we found. he was fine but confused. later in the evening another client had been given a box of 'favourites' and he is not allowed to eat them due to a choking risk, so i gave them to the client that had missed out and the look on his face was spectacular. it was everything. 

so now at the end of some very long days, with one more day left before time off, i'm sitting here alone wondering what the hell it could all be about. it's a day where you have to show what? why is it different from any other day? i have always spent xmas alone or with people whom have no family. orphans. i am kinda orphaned myself, so i like to serve on xmas day rather than receive and pursue hedonistic experiences, i like to work hard and make others happy, people who are alone. that's xmas for me. i guess i have felt alone for so many years on xmas it's just now part of my routine.