There is nothing like getting real mail. Especially when your real mail is the size of a shoebox, comes from Germany, and is full of homemade cookies and german chocolate. I'm blessed to have an Oma (Grandma) in Germany who loves me and knows how much I love chocolate, so this is the package I recently got in the mail from her.
Do I care that her handmade cookies sat in this box for one month during shipping? Nope. I tore into them just the same. Bobby brought the box in from the mail and straight up to me in bed, and I ate a ziploc bag sized portion of german sugar cookies, some linzer cookies, and other assorted Oma favorites in bed. It was heavenly.
If only everyone had an Oma from Germany who sent them cookies and chocolate, I swear the world would be a nicer place.
Good to be loved.
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