My brother-in-law Clint shares a French Press with us!
One of my Twitter friends, @givelovecoffee, commented about the great Third Space at Willow Creek Church this morning. Her less-than-140 character assesment was “Life happens over coffee.”
I couldn’t agree more!
I am just finishing the longest blogging break I’ve had since I started Coffee Shop Journal. David and I are in Portland, Oregon, for the wedding of my first cousin’s daughter. I hate that description, because it doesn’t truly represent the role these people play in our lives. My cousin, Brian, is as close to me as a brother, especially now that my own brothers are gone. His daughter, Brittney, lived with us one very fun summer, and we’ve all been bonded ever since. In fact, all of Brian’s kids are like our own nieces and nephews, and the opportunity to spend this week celebrating marriage was amazing. We put digital life on hold to celebrate family life over coffee.
And my Twitter friend really did capture something real. Looking around at the reception, meeting at Starbucks here and there, hanging in Brian’s living room, socializing on the back deck of another cousin’s country home after making home made doughnuts (oh yeah!): real connections are made with a cup of coffee or tea in hand and time to spend with our feet up relaxing. They can happen in small bites or large extended amounts of time, but they are rarely made during a program, service, or artificial environment. They are made living life.
Can’t think of a better way to capture the essence of Coffee Shop Journal.
Life happens over coffee.
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love it. i love how coffeeshopjournal sticks to that… you really share your life with our coffee.