For Those Dinner Nights At Home

Mom, I was thinking about those evenings at home when you and Greg would be cooking dinner and everything just felt comfortable, settled, safe, and sound.

I did not know how rare that feeling was when I was younger. I just lived inside it. Now I understand that ordinary nights like that can become some of the deepest memories, because they teach a person what peace feels like before he even has words for it.

I hope today gives you some of that same quiet comfort as you keep recovering and finding your steadiness. I love you very much, Mom.