It was then that I noticed how pale the coffee was. But, he had made it just for me and I didn't want to make him think I didn't appreciate it. He had put half a small bottle of Peppermint Mocha creamer in a six ounce coffee mug. It was, um, very different. I thanked him and proceeded to choke the liquid down.
Before he walked out the door, he asked me how it was. I told him I appreciated the gesture and thanked him. Then he smiled, squeezed my hand, and said I think from now on I'll let you add the cream and sugar. I was thinking at this point he was wise beyond his years, until I found the coffee mug he had fixed himself. Lesson learned.
But I know this is one of those memories I'll always treasure. soon he won't be here to make me my morning cup of joe. It's these little things that I'll miss, yes even things like a bit of coffee with my creamer. I cannot believe how fast my children are growing up!
