Home from Home

Had a lovely lie in then packed up to come home. 
Just had time for a cup of coffee in my favourite chair in Rebecca’s kitchen. It used to be mine years ago and she had it reupholstered. Mr P’s photograph is always next to it. 
I kept giving him a wink to let him know l am ok and feel loved as we all get used to a different Christmas.

Home now and the house feels cold and empty, will soon warm up though.
Using my last extra for the year