Nicolas Winters is now thirty years old and has been cancer free for over twenty years. He has since finished school and a successful writer of children's books while doing photography on the side to keep busy.
His favorite is here once again as Chr...
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Never has a date been so convivial. Maybe that isn't strong enough either because it was more than lively, it made me feel alive and it was more than enjoyable.
Out of all the dates I have been on in my life, being with Natalie just felt right. It made goodnight hard to say because I wanted to spend more time with her. She is like a good book that you never want to end and there is still something to always find out.
Okay, bad analogy but she is full of surprises that I want to keep finding out.
The sun shines bright through the morning air, clearing the night that had been laid on the earth for a decent amount of time. All the shadows seem to vanish and there is nothing but a small blanket of white that glistens in the morning light as clouds seem to dance around in the sky in pinks and oranges.
Dressed and ready to see what the day may hold, I step out the front door and lock up before getting in my warm car. Thankful for the remote start making life much easier when it is so very cold.
Although it is cold, I take the time to soak the crisp morning air into my lungs when I walked to my car. I sit behind the wheel and put on some sunglasses. I know that Eve is probably still getting ready at her home but if she sees my car at our parents she may stop by.
One thing I need to honestly do and I can see Natalie's point this entire time when she was trying to get me to tell my family of the possibility of things going wrong. Even though it is right at the holidays, there is a need to tell them because I don't want anything to be lied about or kept a secret not when in six months time could show differently.
In six months maybe answers will be clear but for now there is no explaination on it completely. It is may be confusing but at the same time I really have to tell my parents at the very least and if Eve comes by I will tell her but I don't want to stress my baby sister either.
The drive takes no time and I can see there are lights on so at least Dad is up. He never was one to sleep in much that I ever remember. I get out of my car and the front door opens with Mama holding her coffee cup in her hands.
"Hey little man! Want some breakfast? I made up some crepes with nutella." Mama smiles.
"That sounds so good right now. It has been a long while since I have had those."
"I know because I am the only one that makes those."
"It isn't my fault your recipe must be missing something Snowflake because they just fall apart way to much on me." Dad cuts in and I laugh as I get in the house and close the door.
"Do you work today Mama?" I ask while slipping my shoes off since Mama has always had a pet peeve on shoe tracks on her hardwood floors.
"No, I am on call today." She hands over some coffee and a plate of food on the table where I pull a chair out. "I do plan to go in to the photography shop and help Eve out some since your father and Uncle Tony are booked. She said there is so many little kids booked on her calendar for today."
