The Welcoming Light:

For my evening meal each day I am collected and taken to the daughter's and when it's wet, like tonight, it seems a long way from the car to the house, but Praise God, there's a light that is very welcoming.

It's at the end of a busy, but satisfying, day the very last Christmas card has been written, licked and stamped (the envelope not the card) - just two presents left to wrap tonight.