A Little Piece of Home

Two months of hoping from one place to the next weekly. 
The only thing which stayed consistent was the advent calendar. 

Wherever we chose to spend the week, the first thing I would unpack and put in pride of place in our room was my advent calendar. 

For the month without a home, especially at Christmas having something that gave a little warmth and familiarity was the decoration I carried in my bag. 

By the 24th a little battered and bruised but carrying the memories of so many living places. 

I’m not sure I would have felt as much comfort without my advent calendar through that December. 

A cheap gimmick for the holidays for me became my little piece of home.