A cup of coffee with its beautiful design may be common place for some. When I held it and saw the beautiful design I became a little girl again, who just got her first a cup of hot chocolate with a tower of whipped cream leaning over the top. I felt very special. The moment of doubt, “Is this really for me?” As I gazed into my cup, I felt very grateful. I held my coffee that someone had lovingly prepared. I felt that same joy, the same special, in a new memory. I was given the chance to be grateful for what I had, instead of feeling insignificant from a random tongue lashing I had received earlier.
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