For me the coffee cup is the container for all of my memories. It is the first vision I have when I think of my mother. It is the day she left this world so unexpectedly. It is the wake that ensued thereafter. It is how my life evolved. It is my path from that of a child, to the woman & mother I am today. My legacy and my future…
When reading, please begin with the first post dated June 10, 2009. What am I doing today? Visit my current events blog, A Fresh Cup with the Guernsey's
