There is no place like home, the abiding place of the affections...I missed everything about this place, the scent of air, the heat of the sun, the comfort of every corner and most especially the memories that dwell on this abode...And I always carry the wishful thinking that someday we'll (my sissies) gonna be here to celebrate Christmas...
So to fill up my pathetic emotional reminiscing, i set up our old Christmas tree. It's been a tradition between my mum and I to erect this antique tree. I missed it much that i had a slight regression to my childhood days.
My favorite hand-made Christmas balls, made from beads, sequins, lace, and stones.
I'm finally HOME....my heart really belongs to this place, to my family.
Btw, this is my favorite PJ and of course my Christmas mug....Happy Christmas in Advance...Celebrate it with your loved ones, with your family.
