Mom’s Mama came from New Brunswick, I can’t quite remember the name of the town, but it was along the Miramichi River. Mama came to care for mom and her brother and sister when their mom died in child birth (giving birth to my mom) later marrying grandpa.
Along with Mama came her brown teapot and the time-honored tradition of drinking afternoon tea. So even though tea may not run through our veins, we were adopted into a love for tea. My mom spent many an afternoon drinking tea with her Mama, so naturally she began the treasured tradition with my sister and me. I can’t speak for my sister, she is eight years older and was out of high school before I have a recollection of arriving home from school, but many a day I’d walk in the house after school and find mom putting on the tea water.
Those times of tea and chatting helped keep me grounded and on the high road. It brought joy and comfort. I always had a place to go to share my not so good days and my great days. I had someone who would cheer me on. No matter what the day brought, it all seemed better over a cup of tea.
Blogging is work! I have a new found respect for bloggers who daily or even weekly consistently post. It takes dedication, inspiration and time to provide fresh content that has value and informs.
The secret, it seems, is a passion for the topic, a plan and a schedule. Imagine that, a schedule!
I’m wading in again, sticking my toes in the water. It took some pondering, but I realized that my passions are already in my blog title- tea and faith.
And I’ve made a plan! Tuesdays will bring you all kinds of content about my favorite comfort drink, tea. A beverage that my mom gave me a love for years ago. We’ll talk about tea rooms, tea stories, tea history, and of course recipes.
And faith? Well, you’ll need to check in again on Friday to find out how faith will show in the blog.
It feels great to have a plan and a schedule! Not only that, but I’m counting on it to keep me on track to post wht will benefit you.