Thursday, July 16, 2015
A Four Cuppa Day
Today has been the perfect temperature, both inside the cottage and out. I love these kinds of days because it's cool enough to have a mid-morning and mid-afternoon cup of tea (added to my two early morning cups!), but warm enough to sit out on the front porch to drink them.
Today is also momentous in its own sort of way, because it was exactly two years ago we moved here. Here's the post I wrote just a few days after arriving, and the one I wrote a year ago. So much has happened in the past two years, much of it wonderful, and, as life tends to go, some of it quite difficult. Our family has added Lucy, and soon there will be another grandchild added to the mix. Of all the special things that have happened since we moved here, this tops the list. Being a grandparent is pure joy.
There are so many other good things that have happened since we moved here - getting two books published, the trip to the UK in 2013, that crazy 80th birthday for my mom in Las Vegas last year, and friends and family coming to visit are the things that stand out in my mind. There are also some sad things such as losing my friend to cancer, and two marriages in our family, both extended and immediate, that have ended. These things have left me feeling a great sense of loss, and I'm still working my way through them emotionally.
But the thing that remains constant, the thing that keeps me grounded and brings me back to a sense of equilibrium no matter what else is going on in my life is this place. And by place I don't mean the actual cottage we live in. I mean the mountains standing guard over our home, the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, the smell of the forest, the beauty of each season as it unfolds. It's the trails I walk and the way the light falls on the lake at various times of the day. It's the feeling of contentment as I sit on my front porch, drinking it all in right along with my cup of tea.