Cup of Comfort

I realize I have been horrible at keeping my blog updated. So sorry to those of you who check in regularly to see if anything is new. Things around here are going good. Courtney finished school and is now on summer break. She does not like it at all. She is constantly asking me if she can go see if school is open yet. Her other favorite question is, Is it August yet?, because school starts in August. It has been a long 2 weeks, and summer has just begun.

We are planning a trip to Texas this summer and I am very excited. I love the sunshine and the heat. Bring it on! My biggest complaint about living so far north is the cold weather. I always feel like I can never get warm enough when it is cold outside.

We also got some wonderful news today, we heard baby number 3's heart beat. It was such a blessing to be able to relax and to know everything is going well. We have so many wonderful people praying for us. What a blessing it is to share this joy with so many people.

If you every read my facebook or myspace status updates, you'll notice I often mention Starbucks. I always just assumed I really liked Starbucks. Well a few weeks back, I was driving around thinking about Keegan and feeling kinda down and my next thought was I need to go to Starbucks. Which stopped me cold suddenly. It wasn't I want or would like Starbucks, it was I need to go to Starbucks. Now why would my thinking about Keegan and feeling a little sad then jump to a need to go to Starbucks?

It really got me thinking about this and what was my real reason for going to Starbucks. It's not that I don't enjoy Starbucks coffee, I think it is the best coffee out there. But I knew there was something deeper than just a love for Starbucks coffee.

So lets go back to the beginning of my Starbucks trips. I started randomly going to Starbucks after Keegan was born. But I was only going like once every 6 months. My Starbucks trips started to pick up when Keegan went in to the hospital to have his 3 heart surgery. There is a Starbucks across the street from the hospital. But again, that wasn't an everyday thing.

What really got me going to Starbucks was when Keegan went into the hospital at the beginning of July. Things got so bad so fast, and the waiting for tests and decisions seem so overwhelming, my only brief breaks were those I took to Starbucks. It was my 5 minutes to relax and forget the world around me.

When things with Keegan got from bad to my worst nightmare, Starbucks was there. When my world was crumbling around me and everything seemed unsure, Starbucks was constant. I could go into a Starbucks and I could get my normal drink and for that 5 minutes my world wasn't falling apart. It was my cup of comfort.

So after realizing what my emotional attachment is to Starbucks, it made sense why I run to Starbucks whenever I was having a bad day. Starbucks is more than just a cup of coffee to me, it is a tangible piece of comfort. It is my cup of comfort.