There are few pleasures that compare to tea time
that time in the day when you fix a hot cup of tea
preferably with a friend
or family member
and sit
and talk
and sip tea together.
My memories of tea time go back to when I was in school.
I’d come home
put down my pile of books
and before I tackled those endless assignments
I enjoyed a 4 o’clock cup of tea with my Mom.
We talked and shared
giggled and groaned
laughed and lingered
savoring the company and the tea.
When my girls were young I bought a Russian tea set.
In the midst of a busy day
with countless demands and responsibilities
we delighted in having tea together.
We talked and shared
giggled and groaned
laughed and lingered
savoring each others’ company and the cup of tea.
Sometimes when my daughters were young
we substituted chocolate mile for tea or dr. pepper.
A plate of thinly sliced pound cake, apple bread, or Oreos
would be added on the table
but
the enjoyment would still be there
that familiar longing for tea time to last forever
Tea time has become a regular part of our day.
A time to anticipate
A moment to remember
It lowers stress and builds relationships
and creates a place of peace in the midst of the press of life.
Close the doors
and open the windows
Life is too precious to just let it slip away.
Consider a tea time or something like it.
Stop the clock
grab someone’s hand and for a few minutes let yourself
experience the wonder of just being together.
I can’t imagine how my life would be without a tea time.
Try it….you’ll see.
It’s a time that’s wrapped in love and laced with laughter.
A gift from our Father
I do believe. One more gift for which to praise Him.
Love your uplifting post. Good for you. Your post reminded me of my father. He wasn’t much of a drinker, but he enjoyed a beer from time to time. As a small child, he might give me a sip. It was the quality of the moment, not the quantity that stays with me today.
Thanks for sharing, Yes, you said it well. It’s the quality of the moment that lingers long after the time brightening up many long days. Those gifts are to be treasured for a lifetime.
Reading this reminded me of my granny, though with us it was coffee. I didn’t know anything about the simple pleasure of tea until later in my life. I am grateful however for her showing me how to slow down and just enjoy something simple.
Yes, slowing down is an art and often rare to see these days. What a sweet memory! Thanks for sharing.