Today, when I got to a client's house, she had the table set for lunch and had made chili, complete with cheese she had shredded and fresh baked cornbread. I sat down to eat with her and started crying. She said, "Why are you crying?" and I told her that it touched me that she was concerned that I wasn't making myself eat right lately, what with going through all this. She said that she couldn't afford to buy me anything for Christmas and this was her gift. Like I told her, it's the best gift I've ever had, sharing that meal with her.
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