How this Christmas allowed my family to confront my father’s absence
Ever since my father’s death, we had spent Christmas Day at a restaurant. But this year we finally stayed at home and celebrated together once more.
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Ever since my father’s death, we had spent Christmas Day at a restaurant. But this year we finally stayed at home and celebrated together once more.
By Jason Okundaye
My council flat became a source of shame – but the boy in this photograph knows nothing of that…
By Jason Okundaye