sick day

my mom had a collection of teacups.

she drank from them on occasion, not daily, but she loved those teacups.  

i had my own tea set for years as a child, but remember feeling so grown up
the first time i got to drink tea from one of mom's  teacups.

a few years after she passed away, we sold a bunch of the china

but i kept four of the tea cups because they held strong memories of mom.

after being boxed for five years, they're now in our china hutch (along with other dishes).

despite being sick, today's cup of tea never tasted so good.