Withdrawl.
I’ve spent more time with my family the last two weeks than I have since I lived at home as a teenager.
The holiday, wrapped in fear, was also tied up with hysterical laughter, memories and joy. My father and his illness brought us together in unconditional love and support. We’ve never been stronger. I’m so proud to have come from my mother and father and have the friendship from my extraordinarily beautiful sisters. The dog and the cat also rock.
I’ve gotten sleep, gotten my accent back. Gotten a little rounder in the hips.
This has been the best Christmas ever.