But the feeling is sticking.
It was such a good Christmas. I felt my heart was really open. I felt more love for my family, and I have never felt more loved in return. In my life.
Like maybe, I am not doing such an awful job. And maybe my girls are really having a happy childhood. And that I married the best person. My choice was so great.
One cigarette at a dinner party, back in my cigarette days, opened up this whole, beautiful, life.
One simple move. I almost didn't go that night.
But I did.