For today’s #joyfuljan, I have found joy in a very simple act: sipping a cup of coffee. Some may be asking, “what is so joyful about that?” Well, let me tell you…
When I was a child and up to my teenage years, my father worked the night shift and would come home in the wee hours of the morning. I remember having his cup of decaf coffee waiting for him and enjoying that peaceful moment before the house got busy just sitting and listening to him tell me about his night at work. That is JOY!
I also remember when I was in college at Hollins and stayed with my friend Claire. She made THE best cup of coffee, a mixture of strong coffee and chicory. Now when I sip strong coffee, which I do quite often, I reflect back on those days in her apartment and all of the fun we had discussing writing or mythology or philosophy. That is JOY!
And then there were all of those late nights at the Bull Pen where I once worked and sitting there with Jaime, sipping coffee and chatting up the waitresses, Mary or Beulah. And how wonderful it felt to just have someone close in my life who really got me and was there whenever I needed a friend. That is JOY!
And I recall those wonderful mornings on the back porch with my mate at the time, Tanya, and how we would sit there listening to the ravens cawing and sipping our coffee. We only lived there for 6 months and most of that time was in the cool-to-cold months of the year. It was freezing most mornings, but we still sat there, listening, sipping, and being completely at peace. That too is JOY!
So yes, sipping a simple cup of coffee brings back so many memories for me and so much joyfulness back into my life.