I am a huge fan of Cornwall and it's somewhere I try to visit at least once a year to get my fix of their wonderful fresh air and gorgeous sea views. Last summer, my parents and I had the pleasure of visiting Carbis Bay, near St Ives, for the first time and staying in one of the self-catering holiday apartments at Hawke's Point.
When our youngest daughter was diagnosed with Down's syndrome shortly after birth, I vividly recall thinking that we would never travel again, never even go to our local beach. I don't know what reasoning there was behind that initial fear, born of shock and ignorance, but I couldn't have been more wrong.
I think it's normal to feel a bit weird at this time of year. We build up Christmas to such a fever pitch of twee imagination and rose-tinted memories that it can end up feel disappointing and miserable. Sometimes, surrounded by a barrage of Good Will to All Men and Joy to the World and Christmas Cheer, we feel lost and alone, longing for a feeling we can't find anymore.