Returning home

Coming back home for the first time since losing Dad felt really strange but was easier than I’d anticipated, although it was hard to leave my family – being around everything that reminded me of Dad was comforting. My lovely husband had thoroughly cleaned the flat and was there at the door when I arrived ready with a big hug. He has been a tower of strength to me over the last few days and I am so thankful that I have such a wonderful husband to help support me, particularly when I am away from the rest of my family.