When I set up my website and blog under the author section it reads "Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview." Whew - cuz that's all I've got for the moment. I'm a pretty simple person who lives life lovingly. I care deeply and am passionate about many things. I have always had a spirit of (I'm going to call it) entrepreneurship so have been self-employed about as much as I've been employed by others. This is a place where I share thoughts, ideas and happenings. I'm finding that sharing my story (life) helps me as much or more than it helps others and I find that empowering. Keep doin' what you love and lovin' what you do! XO-KM
I've been posting pics of coffee mugs since the beginning of the year. Partly to say, "Good Morning World" and well, I don't really know why else I would do it, but as I was having coffee today and looked at this mug, I realized that often these mugs are much more than just vessels which hold my coffee or tea or other things. They hold memories of people, places, times, things. I wonder if I'm the only one who sometimes spontaneously and other times very carefully chooses the mug in which I drink from daily. Let's talk (coffee) mugs!
The mug in this picture to the left holds a very special place in my heart. It's an ordinary mug to most people boasting a brand, but to me, it's a reminder of my time in Guangzhou, China when I became an auntie for the second time. Blenz was the coffee shop I frequented - let's face it - daily. It was a place I went to journal, correspond, reflect, people watch, read, unwind and just be. Every time I drink from this mug I think of what an amazing experience I had watching couples become families and little angels be delivered to love. It's just a mug, sure, but it holds so much more than coffee.
This one was a Christmas gift from a girl who took a chance, walked in and talked to me about renting space for her newly started business. She not only built her business inside that space, but a friendship was developed and while there were many times she was frustrated with me and I wanted to tell her to move out, we managed and both grew from the experience. Like the mug, there are imperfections in our relationship, but all in all, it remains in tact and watching her grow and develop was among one of the amazing blessings in my life.
The one on the right I bought for myself. I gave an identical one to a friend when her daughter got married probably because I wanted her to remember the moments of that joyful time and that we shared a part of it together. I'm not perfect and yes, do sometimes have ulterior motives when giving gifts, but truly, it was simply a gift given to say, "I love you and am thankful that you're my friend and included me in this important time in your life."
I have a cupboard full of mugs. I do have a few matching ones - you know the kind that go with your dishes, but not many as I prefer my eclectic collection and the memories that they hold.
If your mugs could talk, what would they say???