I returned a few moments later, carrying a tray that had a huge mug of piping hot tea and a plate loaded with very crispy toasted cinnamon raisin bread.
The thick bread slices were so browned that margarine ran down the sides like ‘liquid gold’.
I plopped down onto the floor, secured myself in a cross-legged position and began to chow down.
That was this morning!
It was impossible not to feel nostalgic…
- Warm, cozy and undisturbed moments like these always bring back memories of my childhood.
Today I’m extremely grateful that:
- I got to have awesome parents who blessed me with an amazing childhood.
- I am able to emulate the warm and cozy experience over and over again… even in my adult life!