It was a depressing morning as I turned on my computer and found out that we lost another Hip Hop solder last night. As the morning slowly moved on, more and more tributes were coming in for Nate Dogg on both Twitter and Facebook. I listened to his tunes and bumped my head. I thought how this wasn't the way I wanted to start my morning. It'll be too tough to carry on today and get what I need to be done today, done. But then I remembered. My nephew had dropped off some cupcakes last night and there was a whole package of them left for me in the kitchen. 12 tiny chocolate cakes that felt like clouds softly dissolving in my mouth. Got some hot chocolate ready and delve into the chocolate goodness. Slowly but surely, I started to feel better. Most likely it was the sugar energy that was intoxicating me, but I also felt better. Emotionally. I remember when my Dad would tell me any gift from his three children will cheer up his day. I know now what he meant.
My nephew is my own little Nate Dog. Thank you Nathanial for giving your uncle a smile this morning.
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