new season, in a different area of the UK ... All things Christmas, which I had not seen in many, many, seasons. I saw the items reminiscent of the season in the produce; not in the large stores, but life as once was, a long time ago now.
It was good to see all the familiar childhood styles of life, again, which we had seen, up until we had that isolated time away from it. That meant time away from that particular area for too long a time. I missed time too with my family. My cousin was the one to notice that and helped me piece that time, to enable me to travel again to this place, by walking me emotionally, step by fragile step so I could spend precious time with Dad ... that was only last year ...
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