My husband made a quick run to Walmart.
A case of water, eggs, coffee.
He took care of the list, and added this:
He set it on the counter and said, "The ultimate comfort food."
I noticed this: My husband knows me. He loves me. He gets me.
I had a bowl.
(Then, I had another.)
My posts this week are, by necessity, a bit more perfunctory than they have been. My energy is focused in a different direction. My family is grateful for your good thoughts and prayers. Sorry to leave you with brief posts about cereal, but that's all I got right now....