There was a knock upon my door this morning. Sleepily, I awoke to answer it. Maggie went completely ape-shit bananas that we had company.
"I was so worried about you," my mother said, greeting me as I opened it. She came barging in carrying bags of food and care. "I've got you a carton of cigarettes, sodas, and some frozen food. I worry you don't have enough to eat and I know how miserable you will be without your smokes and cokes."
I looked at the bags of food and boxes of soda and was astonished. This show of care was completely out of the blue. My mother tends to be aloof about such things. The cigarettes couldn't have come at a better time as I was down to four packs of cigars and I needed sodas as well -- ever addicted.
"I love you," my mother said. "I just want your life to be comfortable. I worry about you sitting over here all alone without any money. I don't see how you do it at all. I wish your father would give you enough money to at least buy some food and drinks."
I gave my mother a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and said, "You are the best mom in the whole world!!!"
It is going to be a fine Sunday morning. I am absolutely elated to have such creature comforts on this fine day! More manna from heaven! I am going to settle in for a wonderful and comfortable day of writing, emailing, and reading. A burning cigarette and a Coca-Cola by my side. My favorite pastimes. Oh, the unbridled joy!!!