| As Harold took a bit of Bavarian Sugar Cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be okay.
Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy… there are Bavarian Sugar cookies.
And, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin…
Or a kind and loving gesture...
Or a subtle encouragement...
Or a loving embrace… |
