Perfect Sunday

Some of them were playing a game in the kitchen somebody was napping in the living room; somebody else was reading a book in the rocking chair. Peace was so smoothing that I could do nothing else but soak it in with every pore of my restless mind. I was enjoying something that seemed to be just like every other Sunday afternoon for this family. We just got up from the table and decided that before having a dessert we’ll take a brake. I was hoping that it will be a nice cake. It was one of the girls birthday. I knew that there will be an ice-cream, this family seem to like ice-cream a lot. There was a “happy birthday” tune, ice-cream and cake. I had my tea and somehow everything seemed to be just perfect.
It was a perfect Sunday afternoon with lactose free cake and soy ice-cream. With a girl that can not have dairy, her husband, her sister, her husbands parents, her husbands’ brother, who also happened to be her sister fiancé and my best buddy. The perfect dairy free birthday party for a girl that does not know what the milk tastes like.
They didn’t seem to mind me being there. But what is even more surprising to me, I did not feel like I was invading.

P.S. Picture is completely unrelated, but funny!