comfort

it’s interesting to notice the things that bring a feeling of comfort. sometimes, it’s coming in from the bitter cold and feeling the warmth on my face and hands. sometimes, it’s sliding into my bed after a long hard day. sometimes, it’s a really good cup of hot cocoa.
the other day it was something entirely different. in one of my boxes i had yet to unpack, i came across an old medium sized manila envelope. inside i found my birth certificate. and, my mom’s death certificate. and both were comforting.