It started out as one single pink foil wrapped chocolate covered cherry and morphed into an orthopedic pillow.
I'’m so tired. Feeling burnt out. Working full time and taking care of two bipolar people has worn me down more than my liquid b-12 can buzz me up. Sometimes I feel like the only one around here who'’s doing any nurturing. Then I popped open the box of Godiva Chocolates I bought Katee and discovered three were left. Katee happened to walk by. She pointed to the one foil wrapped candy. "“I saved it for you momma. It's chocolate covered cherry."”
I work the swing shift as a dealer on one of our riverboat casinos. This morning I came home from work at 5am after staying over to count tokes. I was tired and sweaty. On my side of the bed lay Katee'’s new orthopedic pillow. I had teased her earlier in the week saying she should let me use it since my hip was hurting. She'’d said no.
I slipped on my sleep clothes and eased my head to the pillow with its purple case. It was a sweet three hours of slumber until I had wake up to attend a mandatory meeting at work. How else to explain how that pillow made me feel? In the words of Godiva: Introducing a completely new puff of indulgence. An exquisitely crafted assortment of adventurous spongy combinations, intriguing textures, elegant forms and dynamic patterns -- all gracefully packaged in a little purple cotton t... the quintessential embodiment of possibility.
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