Sometimes it is the simplest of things that provide the most joy.
I have been just a bit under the weather. I am not really sick. I think I am just fighting off an oncoming cold. I am tired and very low energy. Might be just a case of winter blahs or laziness. Most likely laziness. :)
Anyway, Duane stopped in to tell me he had been to the grocery store where he bought a nice ham that he will bake for our dinner tomorrow. I will provide scalloped potatoes and a vegetable. He said he had dessert covered. We do this now and then. When you live alone it is nice to cook for more than just one person and to have company for a meal.
Then from behind his back he produced a lovely tin filled with chocolates. I love chocolate. I have been known to call Duane of an evening and ask if he had anything chocolate he would be willing to share. I have no shame when it comes to chocolate.
But it wasn't the chocolates that really made my day.
I asked Duane what had I done to deserve such a treat.
He simply replied, "You're my Mom."
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