I drink coffee almost everyday at work. It is a healthier choice than vending machine snacks and is a drink of comfort. Nothing relieves the stress of a busy work day more than a warm cup of coffee! In our society, coffee punctuates many social rituals. We celebrate parties, dinners, and other social gatherings while passing a pot of black brew. Many times we meet new friends and potential partners over warm cups of java. I remember the night my childhood neighbor, Mrs. Rochester, passed away. I grew up knowing this very special woman and I have many fond memories of her sweetness and goodness. She had a long struggle with cancer and passed away peacefully in a rest home with her daughter-in-law and me standing by her. It was a special experience which I have never forgotten. After I alerted the nurse, we had to wait, grieving, for the doctor to arrive to confirm the death. While we cried and held each other, the nurses wheeled in a cart of coffee for us. It was an industrial metal cart with a large silver urn of coffee, styrofoam cups, creamers and sweeteners. I do not know why, but I was so relieved to see the nurses bringing us this magical elixir. They were so kind to us. I didn’t drink coffee much in those days, but I remember vividly the feelings of calm and love that accompanied that silver-toned cart. I had a cup of coffee. I can’t remember if I had sugar and cream or if I drank it black. I do remember how that cup of coffee grounded me in a real and meaningful way. Sometimes, when I have a cup of coffee, whether at work, home or a restaurant, I think of that night and those feelings.
What memories do you have associated with a warm cup of coffee? Leave me a comment and let me know!
Maybe we should all pour a coffee libation to those memories and be thankful for lovely dry-roasted beans.