It might have been hard but I did it. I made my way out of the cemetery slowly while looking around at the other gravestones I should do this more often...it's good trying to communicate with her in the dead.
I drove back home and felt pleased and peaceful, this holiday has been the best for me so far. I parked my car and got into the house and I was drawn to the kitchen by the wonderful aroma I perceived.
"What's up?" I asked Precious as I got in.
"Cake!!" She answered.
"Nice..."
I washed my hands and joined her in baking, making the icing and decorations (which weren't necessary since we're eating it for no special occasion). Learning to cook without a mother to guide and teach you is really hard especially when you come across tricky recipes with even trickier steps, but...we'll
