9 years ago, I clutched my tea mug for hours after getting a frantic early morning call from my brother on the east coast: our dad was being rushed to the ER after suffering a heart attack and his prognosis was not good. I cried and I waited and I drank tea. I‘ve always loved tea, but it has held a special place in my heart since that fateful morning.
Read this beautiful ode to tea if you: ⬇️
✅love learning about other people‘s obsessions
✅are in need of a comforting read 3w