Day 10 - Hot Baths

I inherited my love of water from my mother. When I was a little girl, she would take hot baths, probably to decompress from her two children who thought driving her crazy was their sole purpose in life. So what did I do? I busted in on her almost every time. I don't know why she didn't kick me out, but she was always kind enough to let me sit and talk to her. I would sit on the toilet (not because I had to use it, but where else would you sit when you're talking to someone in the tub?) and we'd talk. Those were special moments with my mom. When I became a teenager, my mom and I would race from the car on Sunday afternoons to see who could get to the bathroom first, because nothing got you ready for a Sunday afternoon nap like a nice hot bath. Now that I'm on my own, I've discovered a hot bath is a great way to relax and/or warm up. I take a bath almost every day. I can forget about my problems and just be for awhile. Sometimes I sneak one in during my lunch break, other times I wait until the evening and sit in the tub, light a scented candle, drink a cup of coffee and read a good book. However I can get them, I am thankful for hot baths.