You know those friends that show up at just the right moment? You weren’t even sure you were looking for them, but once you became friends, you knew there was no better person suited for the job? Heather is one of those friends.
I met her at church during my sophomore year of college. I was new to the school, the church, the area. When she walked up to me after the service one Sunday, somehow we both knew it was exactly what we needed. Oh yeah, and did I mention that she is a professional in the field which I was studying? Yeah, that wasn’t a coincidence.
Fast forward three years: I’ve just graduated from college (with a good bit of encouragement from Heather) and I’ve got a summer job on campus. Heather invites me on a weekend road trip to her hometown and, not seeing a good reason to stick around an eerily empty campus for three days, I pack.
She’s got the whole thing planned out perfectly. The Corning Museum of Glass isn’t far off the path to our destination. So we spend the morning there, and it’s awesome. There’s a glass-blowing demonstration (I blame Greenfield Village for my fascination with glass blowing) at the beginning, then a walk through the museum filled with mind-blowing (pun intended) glassworks. And, in true museum form, the gift shop grand finale.
So I find a mug, obviously. Now, every time I pull this mug off its hook, I think of Heather. And our weekend road trip to the Finger Lakes. And our friendship that came just at the right time.
Monday Mugs is where I tell the stories behind my coffee mugs. Each one holds a story (and coffee, of course) of somewhere I’ve been or something I’ve seen. Because if even a coffee mug has a story, so do you. The photos are my actual mugs, not lookalikes found online. So grab one of your own mugs (fill it with coffee first) and hear the stories of mine. And don’t forget the cream and sugar.