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This One Here


I have been gifted many cups and mugs over the years.  Heaven knows I have bought more than a few of them myself.

I never really think about it when I'm making a cup of coffee which one I'm using but just now this morning I realized that this one, yes this one here is special.

It was just a sweet gift from a co-worker oh so long ago and let me say, that is what prompted this story and this flood of memories today.

I worked in a billing office for Tulsa Radiology when my girls were little. Britt was only one when I left there. That is what stopped me in my tracks today, this simple gesture of a going away gift years ago. I am a little saddened that I don't remember the girl that gave it to me, well not her name.  I remember conversations we had (she worked at the desk across from mine) we knew some of the same people from my home town.  I remember that she had beautiful long straight dark hair, but I cannot fish her name out of my memory for nothing.

Anyhow this morning walking to the couch to enjoy a nice cup of "perfect blend" coffee I remembered that I have had this cup for 20+ years. This cup has been my go to favorite cup for 20 years.   It has held just about anything you can think of coffee, soda, tea, root beer floats & chicken soup.  It's probably even been a fancy wine glass before. It's been used many times while preparing dinner.  It was rescued from the depths of a teenagers room with who knows what growing in it.  It has been used for rooting new ivy plants sent home by my momma.  It has been a paint brush cleaning cup.  It has had more than its fair share of milk & cookies in it.  It was even with me that one day when I couldn't sleep so I sat outside watching the sun come up the first morning after my daddy past away.  It's now sitting in the sink because 3 cups of coffee is probably a bit too much and causes my brain to race through loads of things no one really wants to read. 

I'm certain if you look back through social media photos you will see it has even been there.

It's silly how just one cup can bring back a lifetime of memories and at the most weird out of left field times too.

Well, if you're still reading thanks for sticking around to read my random thoughts.

What is your "wow I've had this for that many years" item?  I would love to know.  You can share them with me over on Instagram you can look me up @a_junebug_


Have a great week.


always

tammyc

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