Thank You For this Little Bit of Instant Bliss...

Well, I just made a very rare appearance at my Parent's house on Christmas Eve.  There was a large crowd of people there which I feared the most.  Dad was busy in the kitchen with my sister getting a meal together.  "Let's put the casseroles in," I heard my sister say to my father as I stood by the sink in the kitchen.  My stomach grumbled at the prospect. I have never met a casserole I didn't like.  My sister-in-law had made my late grandmother's traditional oyster casserole. Bliss!

"Thank you for coming," dad told me very sincerely. "I know it took a lot of courage for you to do this."

"Social anxiety has made me miss out on so many Christmases with the family," I told my father. "But I am getting better."

"Barbara has been the best money I have ever spent on you," dad said speaking of my therapist.

"Maggie's been the best thing you have ever done for me," I told my father with a warm smile.

I mingled for a few short minutes, then I delivered my presents for the kids and soon headed back home.

"I am going to make sure you have a super big plate of food," my father told me as I was leaving. "I will bring it tonight along with your Christmas presents, and your medications."

I had a very convoluted drive home with so many bridges around us washed out.  I had to drive through my old childhood neighborhood on the other side of town to make it successfully back to my house.

Right now, we are in a torrential downpour with lots of thunder and lightning.  The power clicked off for about 10 minutes and then clicked back on. I pray the power doesn't go out for a lengthy period of time.