Coffee was, and let’s be honest, still is, one of my most favorite things in the world.
On an average day I will have a cup of keurig coffee at home, a venti blonde roast from starbucks, and usually another 16 ounces of coffee from my office.
I love the smell of it, the warm happiness it always brings.
I love waking up and first thing sipping a hot mug of coffee. On sunny days, rainy days, and wintry snow days – I just love it.
I love how it reminds me of road trips.
I love the me time behind it. My first cup of coffee each morning is usually by myself. It’s quiet and peaceful.
I love the social aspect of it too. How having a cup of coffee during the day or weekend mornings with someone usually includes conversation and time to connect.
I truly, deeply, love coffee. Giving it up was so, so hard.
But it’s been worth every single second because just a few weeks ago I started growing what is already one of my most favorite things in the world. And keeping that someone healthy and growing is more important to me than my coffee addiction.
Yes. Yes, I am.
God willing, Baby Pursuit of Happiness…expected February 2015*.
*I know it’s extremely early. If you know me IRL or on social media, please do not post about this. We haven’t told many people yet but more than anything I need to talk about it. The process to get “here”. The fears, anxieties, and overwhelming feeling of happiness. I need an outlet. So while the rest of the world still won’t know for a bit of time, this place will. And if God forbid, it doesn’t work out this time, I know this will be a place I’ll turn to.