I stumble to the kitchen before the sun comes up and feel my way to the stove hood where I’m able to turn a small light on. As my eyes adjust to the light, I fumble for two coffee cups, the sugar and creamer. And now a spoon. The coffee pot is still bubbling – squeezing out those last few drops to make a full pot, but I’m in no mood to wait this morning. I yank the coffee pot out of its resting place and fill cups for Doug and me as the remaining drops of coffee drip and sputter onto the burner.
As I lift my cup off the counter I hear the sound of Doug's house slippers shuffling in the hallway so I wait for him. He joins me and we clink our cups together in an early morning toast to us. "Good morning," we softly mumble to each other.
And with that first sip of the day, all is well in Coffee Town.
Joining with Alexa today for her monthly Simply a Moment.