Happy Sunday to you and yours. Enjoy your day and be safe. On a personal note. Your family love to do some of the things you do. This is one way a mother/wife knows that she is loved. Don’t let the little things become a big thing. Not because it is yours and you love it, should not make you angry that your family love it too.

When Sarah was in 3^rd grade she bought me a coffee cup for mother’s day. The cup is black, fat and shorter in height than the regular coffee cup. It also holds more than a regular coffee cup. I loved it because I could drink more coffee. In my coffee drinking days I would drink it with condensed milk and evaporated milk – Yum.

I was the only one who drank hot drinks. Harold, Paul and Sarah … Ice cold water. Every now and then they would drink coffee, tea or hot chocolate. We have endless coffee cups, but out of the blues one morning when I went to the kitchen, Harold was drinking a cup of coffee in my cup. I had a moment of yearning for my cup, but in a casual as if this is the norm, I took another coffee cup and made a cup of tea, as we talked about this and that. While we were having breakfast Paul walked into the kitchen and said, “This morning I am feeling for a cup of hot chocolate. Dad, are you finished with the cup?”

“Yes you can have it,” He said.

We all continued talking as Paul washed the cup then made a cup of hot chocolate. Sarah walked in fifteen minutes later, said good morning then she asked Paul for the cup, washed it and made a cup of tea. I was smiling because this was the moment I knew that my cup is the family cup. Every time they want a hot drink, they would wait until the cup is available to make their drink. If they are using the cup they would ask me if I want it and I would say no.

All I usually say about this is, “that is life, we are living it and enjoying it too.