She breathes a sigh of relief. Smiling, as she realizes there’s enough for a small turkey and a few side dishes. There’s so much to be grateful for…
She and her mother are together. They love and have each other. Their home smells like holidays.
She shuts off the radio, favoring the sound of Mother’s humming coming from the kitchen, as she tidies the house scattering a few modest decorations.
She’s hopeful and has no doubt that she is blessed. It’s getting better every day.