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Tia is HOME!
After a harrowing flight home, various delays at airports across the country and nights in strange places, Tia arrived home, exhausted and 24 hours later than originally planned.
It's Christmas morning, the house is dark and quiet, the weather outside is threatening, distant rumblings of thunder and rain pattering the roof. No dinner in the oven, no family around us, no Christmas chaos, not even the twinkle of soft lights adorning a ceremonial tree this year. Our house is a pretty pathetic sight.
Tia is sleeping in the other room having come down with a stomach virus and running a fever. She was up most of the night making quick trips to the bathroom. I feel bad for her, but I know that she needs the rest and I'm glad she is at least in her own bed now, resting, knowing she is home.
I'm relaxing on the sofa, watching TV and resting and looking after Tia. It's a pathetic Christmas this year and I'm glad we didn't make an abundance of plans because they would have all been cancelled.
Hope you and yours are enjoying the day, the season and doing what you need to do, or whatever you want to do.




















