Whenever we go to a pitch in dinner (at church – wherever) my wife makes macaroni. The kids devour it. Why? It’s plain Kraft macaroni shells with Velveeta cheese. You know, real macaroni, not some fru fru pasta with a blend of gourmet cheeses and added stuff. Not that there is anything wrong with the fancy stuff, just don’t call it Macaroni around a kid.
That’s the way I am with my Earl Grey. I don’t mind fancier once in a while but it isn’t my idea of EG. This here, 4 year old tin (at least) and all, is plain and simple Earl Grey. I noticed today a bag of Splenda stuck between the tea pouch and the tin. I remember putting it there 1 1/2 years ago on our anniversary. We rented a cabin on the lake and sat on the porch swing watching it rain, while sipping tea. Priceless.
At the time I was so ill with respiratory issues, I thought it might be our last anniversary together. There, I said it. Had it not been for God’s grace and my family nurse practitioner it might well have been. She helped straighten me out. I fired my pulmonologist. A year later I started taking physical therapy to help build up my body muscle to help with breathing. For some unexplainable reason it had the opposite effect. I have spent the last 6 months in a battle. Simply preparing tea became too difficult.
I spent the holidays in the hospital on 15 liters of oxygen. They managed to wean me down to a manageable level to come home. I have since managed to further reduce my levels way down. Today I feel better than I have felt in a very long time.
When I decided I was ready to make tea tonight – first time in a couple months – I grabbed this one. After pouring it into my mug, I noticed the beautiful ruby color. I seriously was overcome with emotion.
Thank You is all I could think to say. I wrote all this to say, notice the little things in your daily life, like making tea, and be thankful.