Every morning is a new opportunity to shine, dream, and grow, each one very different from the last. But there are very few things that remain the same, like the walls, the flowers, the chairs, and that little white cup that has been with me for many years. Today, as I held this cup of coffee in front of the sunrise, ready to go to work, I realized that we are starting a new month, and for me, December always brings that feeling of beginning and farewell at the same time, being a month where sadness and happiness are present every day, as if it were a battle of emotions.
This last month is the most eagerly awaited by everyone and always has a different light, good news, and above all, Christmas. That's why I woke up very early and the sun was just rising, with a very beautiful orange color reflecting in that space, as if it wanted to remind me that even the simplest days can be beautiful, and that was the energy I needed, since it was going to be a very long day. The plant I have on the porch is growing very fast and has many vibrant pink flowers that seem to wake up with me and accompany me when I take that first sip of coffee, and that's when I really gain strength and everything falls into place.
This is a different brand of coffee that we bought because it was on sale, but it wasn't as good as I expected. It's still coffee, of course. That's why I poured myself a cup to be the first cup I would drink this month. I've often thought that coffee tastes different in December. Don't you agree? I don't know if it's the different weather, the memories of unique moments, or simply that inevitable feeling of wanting to end the year on a high note. That's why that first cup of coffee I drank, and the ones to come, are a reminder that there is still time to be thankful, to let go of the bad, to celebrate what has come, and to keep moving forward, even if slowly, since everyone has a different pace.
I enjoyed that morning coffee alone, since my mom was making breakfast, so every sip was special. As I watched the sunrise and each of the flowers on the plant, since those were the two things that struck me that morning, it helped me understand that this month not only marks an end, but also the beginning of many great things. So I enjoyed those minutes in the morning and at the same time that little pause of holding my hot coffee cup to take these photos and feel that life, sometimes, can also be like coffee: hot or cold.
December has barely begun, and even though the days are passing quickly, I will try to take a little break each morning to go out on the porch, drink my cup of coffee, and enjoy the sunrise. Because moments like this are simple, but they fill you with happiness and energy. And in the end, the best endings are written slowly, with a good cup of coffee, just like I have right now.
