Zander
It's Christmas morning and I am up early. This year feels even more special than last year. This year I get to call Liz mine. She is still asleep, and I don't want to wake her just yet. The staff are all off today, and they all have their own plans. Rosa is the only one coming here for lunch. She and Liz insisted on cooking, but this year I hired a caterer.
If I didn't do that, Liz would be slaving away in the kitchen. She can barely stand for long periods, so I won't allow her to overexert herself. I put on some music and get breakfast ready on my own. It's just for the two of us, so I don't take long to prepare it, while I hum along to Christmas carols. I am definitely in a festive mood and I have so much to be thankful for.
When I am done, I take everything upstairs for brea
