Tea

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I grew up in a home where tea was more than a beverage. Tea was an event. It was a “Well done! Good job! Time to take a break, dear!” Tea was a social. It was a conversation. Tea was a bedtime snack and a kiss goodnight. Tea was a moment shared; tea was a comfort.

I had my first cup of tea six months ago. I’m not sure why I resisted quite so long. I was a coffee gal. Coffee says hello world, I’m all fired up, no time to waste, gotta get things done, get outta my way. Coffee is pushy.

But tea – holding a cup of tea is like holding a hug!

Tonight I’m sipping tea from an old Silver Birch china mug. There’s a tiny chip in the saucer.

Wabi-sabi.

Twice-loved!

 

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