I just got home from my brother-in-law's parents' Christmas Eve party...and what a feast we had! I'm still stuffed. It was quite a spread. Alot different from the 'snack' I had mid-afternoon. Bread with margarine and sugar. Strange combo you might think, but as a child growing up in Roxborough, this was something my mother would make for us kids. White bread with margarine spread on it and sugar sprinkled on top. For some reason I had a craving for it. Not too long ago I was very grateful that my mom used to give this to us. I was serving the last of my 90-day sentence (45 weekends) for my 2nd DUI from August 2005, and 6 of my last 9 weekends were in 'lock' at RCF (Riverside Correction Facility) up on State Road. They came complete with shackles, orange jumpsuits, and the entire stay locked in a cell. Four things got me through these horrific weekends: 1) knowing that my Creator would get me through, 2) my cellmate Yvonne, 3) reading, and 4) whitebread with butter and sugar. You see, the food was inedible...not that I had much of an appetite (my stomach was in knots pretty much the whole time). But with every 'meal' they would include bread, butter and with the 'coffee' they would include a couple of sugar packets. If it weren't for my mom and her innovative snacks, I probably wouldn't have been able to eat anything all weekend. So tonight, 2 1/2 years after completing my sentence, and 5+ years into my 'new' life, I am profoundly grateful for the little things as well as the big and wonderful blessings in my life.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year my friends...
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