For The Warm Bag At The Door

Mom, I still remember you getting home from work with Chick-fil-A in the car, the tenders, waffle fries, large lemonade, and all the sauces that made it feel exactly right.

Back then I probably just thought, yes, this is what I wanted. Now I understand the love in how specific it was. You noticed the little things, even after your own long day, and made being cared for feel simple and real.

I hope today feels steady and comfortable for you in small ways. I love you, Mom.