Christmas in a cold climate

For many of us 2014has been a year we will happily say goodbye too. Friends have lost those they hold so dear. In the words of Depeche mode. “I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours but I think that God has a sick sense of humour and when I die I expect to find him laughing.”I just have no words for the grief my friends live with. Grief is such a personal thing we can only  observe and mumble some reassuring words. Am thinking of you all.

Yes my name is Sandra and I am a bit of a humbug. As well as personal grief I grieve for the country, which seems to be slipping so much more to the right. Malthus has been mentioned a few times during this festive season with cold calculations about mouths to feed and I realise things haven’t moved on so far. So many families arefacing  a heat or eat Christmas. This is not absurd nonsense or a moral tale laughed at by Ian Duncan Smith but a harsh reality. Poverty is cruel and cold at any time of the year but it especially bites harder now.

Those who have the most are the greatest advocates of a simple Christmas but we all have been sold the capitalist dream. Those of us who because of the day to day struggles of prepayment card energy and food poverty feel guilty that we can’t provide for our bairns but we are all jock Tamson’s bairns.

I fear what is coming to my friends’ and my own family next year. Things are going to get much worse. The continual cuts which are having the most affect on people with disabilities, the swinging benefit reforms and sanctions are hitting us hard. Self Directed Support being enforced. Don’t get me wrong it should be a good thing but not in it’s present state which means the poorest families are being bullied into accepting packages which do not meet their loved ones needs. In a past life I worked as a day centre officer offered a good service loved my job but what happens when you pay mickey mouse wages? Winterbourne.

We will be having a lovely wee Christmas though and I wish everyone well. I promise I will be there at your side next year in every way I can. That is why I am a socialist and most importantly a member of the human race.

Much Love

Sandra. x

O

About sandrassp

I am the mum to two sons who both live with autism. I am an ambassador for NAS Scotland and co-spokesperson of the Scottish Socialist Party. I am passionate about my politics both upper and Lower key, the arts in general and like to comment on everything that shapes my landscape. I am a mature student and have begun to dabble my toes into writing. I blog about family life and my day to day experiences. My philosophy is Up and At them and Always with a smile on my face.
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