For The Chick-fil-A Bag

Mom, I still remember you coming home from work with Chick-fil-A for me — tenders, waffle fries, a large lemonade, and all the sauces: BBQ, honey mustard, and Polynesian.

At the time, I probably just thought about the food. Now I understand how much love was in the exactness of it. You knew what I liked, you remembered it, and you brought comfort through the door in such an ordinary, steady way.

I hope today brings you some of that same comfort back, especially in this season of recovery. I love you, Mom.