Liquid Gold

It’s no secret that I LOVE coffee.  When I was younger I tried it and thought it tasted awful, bitter and just not something I would ever have again.  One night, in my early 20’s , friends and I had spent the evening having dinner and visiting, when the host asked ” who would like some coffee”?  I guess my eye roll was evident that I was a non coffee drinker and the outcast of the evening.  Being the good host, my friend assured me that he made the best coffee and I should have some.  Reluctantly I agreed; he was right, and I was hooked.

After that night I found that a really good cup of coffee is an art. I proceeded to try new blends, grind my own beans, and experiment with different types of brewing styles.  I enjoyed my time learning all things coffee, and then life got busy. Getting married and having kids, the fancy coffee gave way to name brand, regular old run of the mill stuff. No longer having the luxury of time or money to fritter on lavish fanciness.

Over the years, I have consumed mass amounts of coffee.  The large cup as I headed out at 2 a.m. for a work related trouble. The first cup in the morning as I began the long day getting kids to school and me to work.  My favorite – the large gas station cup, too hot to drink at first, then after 5 miles down the road you take a sip and realize it’s the WORST coffee ever, but you have 300 miles to go and you drink it anyway.

Last summer, while on vacation, I was surprised by an old high school friend. We were spending time on the Oregon coast and he lives nearby. Not only did he take the time to come say hello, he brought coffee mugs that he made!  The most thoughtful gesture and so unexpected.

I use one of these mugs now every day. I love it. Funny thing is, it’s big!  The first time I poured coffee into it and returned the carafe to the coffee maker I thought I spilled it- it was about 1/3 empty.  I can read my paper, or a good book, and not worry about being interrupted because my cup is empty.

So, thank you Randy for one of the little things that bring a smile to me. The gift of your mug and the time to sit and enjoy a cup of coffee. img_3345



I had a nice visit with a friend recently, something we don’t always get to do.  When I called her, it had been quite some time since we had visited, but we have been friends for so long that it was as if it were only a few days since we had last talked.  On the day we met for lunch, she commented to me, ” when you called and said pick a day next week for lunch,  I was confused and thought I missed something we had planned. But no, it’s just us.  We don’t see each other for a long time, and then when we do it’s like no time has passed!”    I love that about our friendship.

Our lunch was great. We had a long conversation about a multitude of topics. We laughed and reminisced and caught up. We have been friends so long our conversations are easy, and it’s always nice to be able to talk to someone who knows your past .

As I was driving home, my thoughts went to our conversation, and more importantly, to the words left unsaid.  I wouldn’t say she shared secrets, it was more of a sharing of deeper thoughts.  Maybe you have had conversations like that. You are chatting away and realize  the person  has just shared some personal information without actually spelling it out.  A little bit of, read between the lines.

Friendships and relationships can be funny like that. You think you know someone and they share something with you that makes you see them in a new light. I think it is also a measure of comfort between friends.

I don’t believe anyone truly knows everything about another person.  Family members experience  one facet of you, coworkers another. Friends and acquaintances know another side. There is always a little piece missing with each relationship.

Every day life brings us another challenge, and challenges don’t always have to be struggles.  Letting people into our life, sharing in the  secrets we may have, can certainly help us all become better people.  A fresh perspective, an understanding that we are not alone in our thinking, all play a part in our lives.  It may be a little scary to open up and let someone learn a side of you they don’t normally see,  but doing so can be just the affirmation we might need at the time.