It's a rainy Sunday morning, and I'm sitting out here on Richard's patio drinking some hot chocolate, enjoying the sound of falling rain drops, and laughing like a lunatic. People passing by, along with Steph, must have thought I was having some sort of attack.

 

Hot chocolate always reminds me of when Jessie, my wife, was alive. She use to hate, seriously have a disdain when someone abbreviated the name into "HoCho." I use to think she very unusual, having this annoyance for a small word. Hell, I even use to tease her with it. She would shriek and cover her ears. I would just laugh and laugh.

 

Now that she's gone, I look at this warm drink, and I cannot help but smile as I remember the old memories. And then the uncontrollable laughter begins...

 

What about you? What's your take on HoCho? Stupid word or cleaver abbreviation?