This week's blog comes courtesy of My Michelle.
I love coffee!
That promise of the perfect cup of dark roast delight, is one of the things I look forward to every morning. I come by this love of strong coffee quite honestly. We always used to joke that my father made coffee so strong the spoon would practically stand up in it! Richard's family too were big coffee drinkers, and I remember when we were newlyweds and would be home in Kingston visiting from our jobs in Toronto, and Richard's mom Doreen would come over to visit and bring donuts, calling out "Ronnie put the coffee on". He surely would, and we would have much fun, laughter, talking and getting caught up over a pot or two. We were so lucky that both our families got along so well.
When our children were young, and life was very busy, I looked forward to precious Sunday mornings when the kids slept in a little longer (with any luck), Richard slept in, and I was able to slip outside with my steaming cup of coffee, Darcy laying by my feet. I would just sit by the pool and watch the morning unfold and I would take the time to think, to plan and to dream.
Despite all that we are going through these days, Richard and I always take time together in the morning, and enjoy our coffee. It is our special time to gradually wake up with the day, to share moments in quiet conversation while the rest of the household and the world still sleeps.
This morning, with you, having coffee - the best part of my day.
Love Michelle