My Special Place

I couldn't sleep so I decided to put the final stitches in.

Certain folk will know exactly where this is.

Fewer still will know that as part of my counselling I was encouraged to imagine a special place to escape to in those dark moments in what was a very difficult time in my life and that of my husband and our son. Rather than conjuring up a make believe idyll, my husband took a photograph of the one place I felt truly at peace. A place filled in every nook and crevice with love, laughter and life. A place created by two of the most caring and loving people I have ever had the privilege of knowing. I took this photo everywhere with me on my mobile phone for those moments when I needed somewhere to escape from the emotional roller-coaster; those moments when even breathing was tearing me apart.

Stitching this has been cathartic in itself. I still carry the photo on my phone. The copy of the photo will return with me to work next week. This cross stitched picture however will hang in my home where I can enjoy it.

A huge thank you goes to the owners of my special place. For allowing me to share it and be a part of their lives. Without it and them I would not have got through the last couple of years xx