Often we blow through town like a hurricane seeing one person for a few hours and then off to the next location.
Then there’s the stop on the way where a friend offers a simple cup of tea and conversation.
The tea is prepared deliberately and lovingly. Fancy cups are used, and a tray is set out on the floor because…
moments like this are best that way.
We share where we are in life.
Sip.
We share some anxieties.
Sip.
We share our sympathies.
Sip.
We share our hopes and dreams for the not too distance future.
Pour.
Sip.
We share encouragements.
Sip.
We share what we’re exploring.
Sip.
Hugs and love are exchanged, as well as a knowing glance that our paths will cross again when the time is right.
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