A Mother’s Love Letter to Coffee

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Hey there, my dear friend,
I’ve been reminiscing about our journey together lately—how it all started, how it blossomed, and where we find ourselves now. My fascination with you grows ever stronger as the days fly by, especially in this wild world of motherhood.

In the hustle and bustle of my daily life, I often pause to appreciate the effortless bond we share. What might seem like a casual fling is, in fact, a deep connection that has flourished over time. Some nights, as sleep beckons, I find myself daydreaming about your aroma and the warmth of your embrace against my lips. I close my eyes and see my essence reflected in you.

I rise from bed…for you. I tiptoe past a sea of toys and forgotten diapers, my heart racing at the thought of our reunion in the kitchen. Most days, I ponder what life would be like without you—who would I be without your comforting presence?

You’re my anchor, my safe haven. In your company, I feel centered and reassured that everything will turn out just fine. When chaos reigns, like when the kids bring in a parade of rolly pollies only to forget about them, the only remedy I seek is our sacred time together.

At the park, when one child goes missing and the others engage in an epic showdown at the slide, I take a deep breath, wishing you were by my side. But I find solace in knowing our reunion is just moments away. Soon, I’ll hold you close, savor your warmth, and inhale every delightful molecule.

Some people may frown upon my dependence on you, but I embrace the simplicity of my needs. You fulfill a part of me that even my children’s laughter or my spouse’s hugs cannot. I’ve shared my affection for you with my partner; at this point in my life, I’m too worn out for secrets. He’s known from day one, and I appreciate that he recognizes the unique comfort you bring—something he cannot. On some level, he understands that I wouldn’t be quite myself without you.

Sometimes, I lose track of time, caught up in my thoughts, and I find myself softly whispering your name, “Coffee…”

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In summary, my love for coffee is more than just caffeine; it’s a vital part of my life as a mother, grounding me in the chaos and keeping me centered.