I can think of nothing more calming than a cup of tea, even on a hot day. I have been a tea drinker for 50 years now and it has always been so - a time to relax and just enjoy a fine cup of tea. My family is composed of all coffee drinkers, and there is Kris with his tea bags in tow!
The only reason I have only drunk tea for 50 years is that my mother would not let me have a cup of tea until I was ten and a half! I was the problem child I guess. I can even remember that first cup of tea - warm, rich, calming as it slid down my throat. It was Red Rose brand, and well, it was on a Canadian military base after-all, what else could it be? Even though I have dozens of types and blends, there is always a box of Red Rose in the pantry.
It used to be laughingly said that I would marry which ever the female was whom would bring me a hot cup of tea - some would argue with cookies, as well. But, no danger there, I can total that female count up to only three across my lifetime! Shame, I really do relax with a cup of tea and enjoy life so much more!
Ah! I am sounding like a drug addict here!
It is Sunday night as I type this, it has been a hard weekend, physical woes and death have permeated my last two weeks. I am wound up, I am stressed, actually I do not feel very well either - the IV drugs leave me rather woozy. And I have NO reserves left, when I wear out - which is quickly, there is nothing left for me to draw upon. I am just a grease spot left on the floor.
I stumbled to the kitchen and selected a fine English tea from my stash of teas, this time I grabbed a Yorkshire Gold blend. Two minutes in the microwave and I had a warm, calming, restful, tummy settling cup of tea. My cell phone is buzzing, text messages are piling up and I do not care. I now have a cup of tea .....
It is amazing to me how stress can just melt away. My body can be falling apart but for just a few minutes my pain is eased. The world can be collapsing all around me but for a moment in time, everyone's angst has no affect. I can just escape, awash in the golden-rose of a good tea.
Maybe I am an addict ...
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