WEEKLY WRITING CHALLENGE: COFFEE MUGS – From Mundane to Meaningful
My reputation precedes me. Around these parts I’m known as the Most Caffeinated Gal in the West. Triple lattes in the morning then a Grande booster around 3pm would get me through the day. Although I’ve lowered my octane, settling for drip coffee, my simple goal remains… to stay awake longer than my kids!
So today, a child-free weekend morning, rather than settle for whatever jet fuel comes in a paper cup, I allowed myself the luxury of a slower start. I foggily shuffled my feet towards the coffee machine, aiming to boost myself enough to swim this afternoon after tackling school financial aid, creating a writing desk, and sifting through the house preparing for a garage sale. Besides the pool, the rest wasn’t very inspiring but when I’m fully caffeinated, I just jet around til it’s done!
I opened my cabinet to grab for a mug and lowered my reach from my top-shelf matching jewel-toned mugs, to the more colorful selection of mugs on the well-used every-day shelf. As the coffee brewed, I glanced through the shelf to see if any could retire to the garage sale box.
First, I saved my favorites, chosen initially because they hold the most coffee. Today, as I searched the darker parts of my cabinet, my vision grew clearer and I realized the treasures it held. I picked up each mug, wrapped my hand around the cup, weaved my fingers through the handle, and felt the weight of the memories that each one held.
Some came from friends and family providing the warmth of snuggling up with them for great conversation – even when they aren’t there.
Others sent a shot of inspiration – far more effective than espresso shots.
A few mugs represented life highlights and unique experiences.
Some reminded me of the joy from favorite adventures.
Even my children agree that ice-cold milk, insulated with a heart-warming shot of nostalgia, tastes better out of the glossy mug than out of their child-proof plastic cups.
I am so grateful this morning for the side of sentiment served with my morning coffee. I vow to relish more than just the rich blend of coffee, but the rich memories!
Like it! You could have said “I cleaned out my kitchen cupboard and got rid of a bunch of coffee mugs.” But I like how you describe the sentimental value attached to each mug. I cleaned out my kitchen cabinets a week ago and took a similar journey down memory lane. It was a quick one, though. My two kids are grown — one has moved out, the other is getting ready to — and I am eager to clean out the clutter of 22 years and pass along an abundance of useful items to my offspring. Nice post!
Truth be told, they all went back into my cabinet! I may not have admitted that! I hate going thru stuff but love feeling lighter afterwards! Congrats on having yours grown and gone! Whatever will you do with your time! Hope to see you wandering by again!
I think you really nailed the challenge. This was great. Cheers!
Thanks Janet! Raising a warm mug of hot chocolate to you! Thanks for wandering by!