My eyes are burning and I have no clue why I am still awake. I am sitting on my favorite blue recliner while my mother’s head nods back and forth from exhaustion after a long day behind the stove. My artificial Christmas tree is sparkling and captivating my gaze. The apprehension I held about coming home seems so far away. My mother shows her love when she cooks and today she did that and more.
I am stuffed. I laughed. I loved. I ate.
My emotions are recharged and so is my belly.
Praise God for that. For my Friends and for my Family.