Ahhhhh, breakfast with loved one’s in solitude. It’s divine for an introvert. Isn’t it?
Looking past the routine of having my favorite omelet alone in my house, you might not notice the 3 items that bring warmth to my heart.
Well, first I’ve just mentioned 3 without even looking at the photo… solitude, alone, and my house. 😁🤷🏼♀️♥️
Anyway, the coffee cup was given to me by someone I consider family. It’s hard for me to accept gifts. But having this makes me feel like we still live in the same state.
The polkadot cat napkin holder is from a family member that I also consider family. Lol The poor thing has seen better days, but the history of it is a good story for another time. It also makes me feel like we still live in the same state.
Finally, the maracas are my kiddos and as you know, our kids are always with us!
It’s the little things that are attached to memories that give me pause. Those unbeknownst to the naked eye type of things that are worth more than a Picasso painting.
These are just things. I’m not attached to them as I do consider myself a minimalist.
I know that perfectly sized mug will soon break one day and that’s okay.
That napkin holder may not last much longer. Although it has been around for like 18 years or so. But when it’s time, I’m okay with parting with it.
And those maracas? Well, those can find the recycling or donation pile sooner rather than later if I have anything to do with it! Lol
Memories and connections with others, that’s what life’s about. Even if they aren’t in the room while we are having our breakfast.
Who is on your table?
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I drink coffee from a mug from my best friend gave me. That way we can have coffee together every am