If we were on a coffee date, I'd want to serve you up something good and strong because lately, that's all that's keeping me awake in the evenings. I don't know if it's the night coming earlier or the darkness in the mornings, but the blessed rest of night feels SO MUCH shorter these days. I'd probably want to offer your some of my homemade cold brew coffee with coconut creamer because it tastes like summer which is quickly coming to an end.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask about your opinions on fall. Fall gets a hard wrap sometimes like it's the sad, unathletic sibling of the star quarterback that's named Summer. But I love it -and not for the pumpkin spice lattes- because the leaves changing and the evenings cooling are creativity boosters galore. I'd ask if you call it autumn or fall, if you're a fan of pumpkin (I only like some of it), and how much football plays on your TV in these months.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd tell you I've started journaling prayers. I'd tell you because I'd want to know if you've done the same and then I'd need to know how. I'd need to know because I've realized I left no space to track answered prayers and that sometimes I just want to bullet things and others leave me feeling like I need to edit myself. I guess I should honor each of the rhythms as it comes, but I tend to favor uniformity. Tell me friend, tell me HOW.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd talk to you about books. I'd probably have two or three to hand off to you as recommendations from our shelves and I'd want to know what's been rocking your world (or boring you to death). I'd mention how I've dived head first into the world of Harry Potter (for #Collaboreads) and I'm loving the second in a detective series called In the Land of Milk and Honey and
If we were on a coffee date, I'd confess I've been more intentional in the evenings. Jason's been working longer hours in preparation for our trip which means our time together in the evenings is shorter. The moment he walks through the door each night I'm over the moon and my phone -with the texts and emails and apps- doesn't appeal to me. I want to carry this on to the less busy, more mellow times.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd recommend fall be the season of butternut squash. This is blasphemous in the season beloved for its pumpkin spice, but I can't get enough of butternut. My go to recipes are this gnocchi bake, these roasted spicy chunks, this creamy soup, and butternut squash raviolis (which I've never made, but want to).
If we were on a coffee date, I'd remind you that hard times happen, but you endure. Because, right now my friends are weathering storms that are big and bad and scary and hard. But they're enduring and they don't realize the bravery that fills their days. Sometimes, we just need a reminder that we're more durable than the seasons through which we're required to live. So here, a reminder:
This is hard, this season sucks and aches and so much more.
But you, you are strong, you are brave, you are wholly enduring.