There are so many times that I am thankful for coffee.
Like in the mornings
after many nights of getting up over and over with young kids.
After days of having never stopped.
And when you have that chance to make it.
And pay all sorts of attention to the details.
And share it with someone.
That is the moment that I’m grateful for.
It reminds me of wilderness trips.
Where it rains or snows for days.
And you’re physically miserable most of the time.
And you get that glimmer of a sunset
peaking through the edge of a clearing sky.
And you know everything is going to be alright.
The light at the end of the tunnel.
I hope your coffee brings you good moments this week.