coffee with my mom

A recent morning spent with my mom.

For as long as I can remember, my mother has started her day with with a cup of coffee.  As a little girl, I remember the aroma filling the house every morning.  Of course, I didn't have an appreciation for it back then.

And I'd like to think there was a reason for that.  So that now, I can truly appreciate our conversations over a hot cup of coffee.  Conversations I don't think I was ready to have back then.