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Before responsibilities–land, a farm, loan payments–before motherhood, how could I have known the luxury of a morning alone. How could I have known the beauty of sitting at a counter with a window seat, a cup of coffee heavy with cream exhaling steam upward on a cold morning. How could I have known the stillness a slice of coffee cake could offer, its moist crumb coalescing with crystals of brown sugar in my mouth.
Before motherhood, how could I have known the contentment that comes when time floats out of mind, thoughts dissipate in the steam, and I nurse that cup of coffee–or should I say when that coffee nurses me? This moment of taking instead of giving–how could I have known how marvelous it would feel?
Yes! Oh so perfectly put.
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Beautifully said and universally shared… Amen sister-mama! Enjoy!
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haha, thank you!
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I am waiting for that moment. Until then, it is me and the little babe, not to peacefully sharing a piece of coffee cake, with quite a lot of crumbs on the floor.
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Enjoying a cup in peace and quiet myself right now. Right there with you!
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