For as long as I can remember
I have used this mug for my morning coffee
but only at my mother-in-love and father-in-love's home.
When we visited mom and dad in Indiana and in later years in St. Louis,
I always chose this mug over the many cups and mugs in the cupboard.
I liked the way it felt in my hand.
I liked the way the rim felt as I sipped my coffee.
I liked the design.
I have so many memories of sitting at their kitchen table in the mornings
--drinking coffee with them, listening to
stories, talking about daily life, and their grandkids who they loved dearly.
This morning I drank my coffee from this cup once again.
This time I drank it at my kitchen table.
and sipped the coffee
thinking of my husband's sweet parents.
The coffee was slightly salty this morning --
the tears dripping into my cup
as I thanked God for the best
father and mother-in-love. Ever.
I told them that over coffee more than a few times.