When I was a little girl my mornings would start with a sweet milky cup of tea on my bedside table. I’d open my eyes and see the back of my Dad as he headed to the next of the four kids to tell us it was time to get up for school. I had a white cup with Mickey Mouse on it and I could only drink it out of this cup.
I remember sitting up in bed with my covers around me, putting the cup to my lips and tasting the warm sweetness of that first cup of the day. (It was milk and sugar with a little tea back then.) My dog would have left a nice, warm spot beside me as he left to follow my Dad around and I’d move my legs to the heat still there from his body. I remember the feel of the cup on my lip as the glazing wore off it and it became rougher – Mickey had started to fade but you could still see his black outline and the red shorts. From as far back as I can remember that was the start to my childhood day.
Going off to school at 17 was scary and any time I called my mother to share a sad feeling, insecurity or perceived injustice she always told me to make myself a cup of tea before we started our talk. She knew with a mother’s wisdom that tea and a talk was usually the antidote to much of what ailed me.
With my own kids we have shared many a cup over a serious conversation, a sleepy morning and a cozy winter afternoon snuggle. It even became somewhat of a ‘life event’ moment the first time they offered to make my husband or I a cup of tea and it is something I still draw comfort from.
I remember being both pleased and surprised the first time with each of them. It is still a treat when they offer to make me a tea – it feels like they are showing me they love me. I know that sounds crazy but I think it must be because my family and friends always offer tea when they get together, show concern, show they want to spend time with you. It’s a comfort thing for most people I think. Now that the kids are both away at school it is a thing I feel a craving for at moments. I miss them so much.
Only a few years ago, my husband and I would wrap our hands around the warmth of a sturdy cup on our back deck after the kids went off to bed. It became a nightly ritual to get a few minutes of peace and quiet in to share our daily ups and downs. It is cathartic to unwind with the steam of tea caressing your face and entering your mind while you sit still and stare into the ‘zone’.
Did you know tea is the most popular drink in the world? Of course there are so many types of tea too – and I am glad we have so many caffeine free options these days! It seems there is a tea for every moment in your life – I have a tea for waking up, (English Breakfast,) going to sleep, (Sleepy Time,) getting some energy halfway through the day, (Bengal Spice,) the tea for the long talks, (Lemon Zinger,) the girlfriend get togethers, (something fruity,) or the chats on the phone with grandma, (Chamomille).
If you’ve read some of my earlier posts you will know that I’ve become more health conscious and am on the lookout for natural solutions to health issues. One of these solutions is the spice turmeric. Turmeric is well known for it’s anti-inflammatory properties and I drink it when I am feeling under the weather. Recently I have discovered a new organic tea in a bag from Celestial Seasonings called Ginger & Turmeric organic tea. I drink this to help with swelling or aches – in the hands, sinuses, throat, back. It’s usefule at this time of year when the temperatures are dropping and my work days are getting longer.
I’m grateful to have been asked to share my tea memories by YMC and Celestial Seasonings – it has brought back some good ones! They have generously sponsored a giveaway for my readers and I hope you will enter for a chance to win a gift card or gift pack. Why don’t you go and make yourself a cup of tea now and then enter it? Thanks for reading and please share your memories in the comments!
Disclosure: I have partnered with YMC and Celestial Seasonings and have received compensation for this post. All opinions in the post are my own.