Dizziness and nausea aside, I had a mellow Sunday with my immediate family. Mom brewed herbal tea from the leaves of the toronjil bush near my porch.”‘Did you drink last night?’ ‘No, my stomach was hurting too much.'” Dad came to water the lawn and play with the dogs. Mom and I got matching camel hair coats and I bought a slew of Christmas gifts. Then we joined my bro for a Mexican dinner over gossip and laughter. “‘Don’t give your sister a complex. That’s why she ended up in therapy.’ ‘let’s not talk about why she’s in therapy, Mom.'”
I feel happy, secure, truly appreciative of how much closer our family has gotten in the last few months.