Moments of Grace

My Cup-ith runnith over! Here is my cup, a special cup, a cup that I've been thinking about for months, actually. I saw this mug in the Peets near my office. And, in fact, for a number of weeks I looked at it while in line waiting for my English Breakfast tea with dry foam on top. And for some reason, I felt like I didn't "need" another coffee mug so I didn't buy it.

And then my life erupted, I left work on disability, broke up with my boyfriend and moved to a new apartment.

And I still thought about that mug.

So, after three months time, I went into the city for a Doc appt. And I was suppose to see Susan for coffee afterwards, but as it turned out, I missed the window of time she had for break. I felt so badly about it because I haven't seen her since I went out on disability. I was beating myself up royally when I went by Peets coffee. and then it dawned on me to check to see if they still had the mug!

Lo and Behold, there it was on the shelf. I bought it outright, not even with a latte on the side.

I call this mug my Touch of Grace mug, because as I was beating myself to a pulp with negativity, I was reminded to keep moving forward with ease, determination, faith and love.



Check out this website! I'm reading this book right now, which inspired this post.
Unmistakable Touch of Grace by Cheryl Richardson. http://www.cherylrichardson.com