I love coffee.
I love it so much that it is often what gets me up in the morning.
There are so many ways to enjoy a cup of coffee:
~At my kitchen table with a friend and good conversation about our children, our town and our friends or sitting at her kitchen island while she busily preps some delicious food such as goat cheese.
~At my sister-in-law's kitchen table in her white cups discussing poetry, motherhood, our faith and laughing together.
~At a coffee shop while eating fresh baked goods and talking with a friend about politics, our children's education, and ballet class.
~Sipping a hot, steamy cup while praying quietly (just before the TV or radio is turned on).
~At a coffee shop alone with a book while secretly listening in on conversations around me.
~On my couch with coffee made by my husband who has mastered the art of a perfect cup of coffee.
~Sitting on my mom's couch with a steaming cup made by her while we talk about books, family and God.
~From a drive-through coffee shack while on the way to anywhere.
~Taking sips of my husband's coffee from a gas station when driving all night to or from family visits.
~In front of my sister's TV while still in our jammies laughing until we cry.
~Sitting my my computer writing a blog post, checking email or reading the news.
~From the hands of a friend at her kitchen table while eating grapes and pretzels.
~At my mother-in-law's kitchen table in her Fiesta coffee cups, cows mooing for their morning hay, and her sleepy-eyed grandchildren drifting in and out of the room.
Mmmm...I think I'll make another cup.