A cup of tea

After receiving a few notes of concern from dear friends I wanted to take a quick moment this morning to set your mind at rest. My last few posts seem to have had a sad, depressed feel to them. I think part of it is due to the seasons changing, fall is always hard for me. And because these recent life transitions and changes have been tough. But maybe what isn't apparent in my posts is the resiliency and strength that comes with these feelings, beneath the mishish moments and episodes. I write my rambly posts because I find great joy is sharing what I'm going through and what I'm coming out of. And because I think maybe it'll help give voice to something you're going through or coming out of. By the time these feelings make it to the blog my journal has been filled, my thoughts shared, my concerns voiced and tea has been made!

This tea cup was a birthday present from my mother-in-law. Lilies of the Valley are not only my birthday's flower, but also the flowers used in my wedding--great bundles of the fresh smelling beauties. I've filled the cup with euros from my time in France visiting Andrew. So long ago! There's a great line from the book The Elegance of a Hedgehog: So, let us drink a cup of tea. Seems to sum up my thoughts perfectly this morning. The beautiful act of boiling, steeping, and making up a cup of tea is delightful to me. Then drinking it, whether alone or with someone else, seems to set the moment apart from the rest of the day. It takes a little time, but it's a simple act made beautiful and meaningful.

So, my dears, let us drink a cup of tea.