Tonight, I had spaghetti for dinner, sitting at the table with four other people, and afterwards, lounged about the living room in front of a fire, snuggled with my dog, and bantered back and forth with the other people in the room.
And it felt like absolute bliss.
It feels so great to be constantly surrounded by people again, despite any outrageous behavior. That's what really makes a home... the constant talking and moving and laughing and fighting.
I love it.
Disclaimer: there was a hole in my heart because a certain sister wasn't there. :(
2 comments:
Nobody told me I needed to be at dinner.
Don't be mad at me! I got home, and we literally sat down to ate.
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