Coffee. She is my long time friend who comes to visit me each morning and delivers a smile with every visit. She is the friend that I welcome when I’m without makeup and she is without creamer. And if you, like my husband, don’t know and love her as I do, it’s okay. It’s okay if you don’t get our inside jokes. Or don’t appreciate the trill of her percolating laughter. It’s okay that you don’t warm at the very smell of her and rush to be embraced by her hug every chance you get. It’s okay. Just don’t get between me and my dear sweet friend.

 

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