. . . my Starbucks coffee grinder !!!
It's not something I use a lot . . . I usually drink coffee, if at all, only on the weekend. But it always brings a smile to my face when I remember it's story . . . !
It was about 8 or 9 years ago, when Jack and I were living outside of Boston. Jack was a full-time seminary student, and I was working at my first real job (the dental job from hell !). We didn't have much money at all, and were on a very strict budget that didn't really include things like morning coffee from Dunkin Donuts, much less eating out . . . it was a rare treat !! So when one of my co-workers gave me this coffee grinder for Christmas, I was beyond thrilled ! Now I could grind my own coffee beans and enjoy some lovely fresh coffee of my own. It felt like such a luxury at that time . . . and how did she know I'd always wanted one ??!?!!! It was such a simple, sweet gift that meant more to me than my co-worker ever knew. I always think of her when I use it, and hope that maybe a gift I give will touch someone in the same way.
Happy Monday . . . back to the grind !!!!