I want to take a second to really focus on something that may sound dumb. Something I said before, but may have sounded like an off-the-cuff kind of thing. Like a joke. But it wasn’t a joke. It isn’t. It’s very, very real.
Coffee (finding the Holy Grail) has changed my life.
To many people, that probably sounds really really dumb. Like, come on girl, it’s just coffee.
But is it?
Is it just coffee?
Is it just coffee, or is it reclaiming something from a previous culture that I thought I lost? Is it one small comfort that had been a routine in my life for over 10 years, that I had to give up during one of the most difficult challenges I have had to face? Is it, perhaps, a little piece of home that has brought me a little more sanity?
It’s all of those things, and so much more.
For people who have had to make a huge life adjustment, like moving to a new (and very different) country (or maybe town), you know what I’m talking about. There’s little things that you may or may not have known were important to you in your old life, that you suddenly don’t have anymore. Maybe it’s that specific brand of cookie, a lotion that you love, or a special place you liked to go during your free time. But now, it’s not there. On top of the struggle of giving up the life you knew, and shaped, for the last (however many) years you’ve been on this earth… you lost your security blanket too. That thing that helped keep you grounded, regardless of what you’d been going through. Something that was always there.
After while, you get used to its absence. You’ve gotten past it. That was part of your old life, and you don’t need it now.
But then…then it’s back.
You have it again!
And you realize you didn’t really get used to it. You hadn’t gotten past it at all.
And slowly, things start feeling more normal. You start to own the life you have now, instead of just getting through it on a daily basis. You look forward to the next morning again, because, even if you don’t have anything to do (for now)- you have a cup of coffee to enjoy in the morning.
And for me, that’s enough.
Next on the list? Getting our own apartment, maybe learning how to drive stick, putting myself out there (friend wise)…
But I’ll do all that after my first cup.
With coffee to start my day, I can do anything.