Beer, maybe Abita Strawberry Lager (with real Louisiana strawberries)
Cocktail, preferably an Adelaide Swizzle (Nola and I want to find the secret ingredient. Can only be done by tasting repeatedly.)
Chocolate, the dark kind. I can have my cholesterol lowered at the same time.
A walk around my neighborhood, because I miss passing houses like these.
A kiss, to my son, on his sweaty cheek after running naked in the backyard.
A hug, from my middle child, because I didn't brush her hair.
A hand held, from my eldest, the one most worried about me.
A wiggle, from the White Dragon.
A puddle of pee, from my mother's healthy poodle.
A shared talk on the front porch swing, with my sister, who rushed to my aid without a question or clothes or non-work shoes.
A quiet moment on the couch, with my mother, who offered to come before my voice broke and the tears fell.
A snuggle, with my husband in our bed that doesn't have side rails, a nurse call button, or phlebotomists poking me at 5AM.