my girlfriends and I would meet at the same coffee shop at the same time of night. Coincidentally we also worked at the same
music store, so when one or two of us would close the store for the night we would climb into one car, stop at the park along
the way for a swing or just a quick moment of relaxation outside, then arrive at the coffee shop at 10:00 pm sharp.
were the same as any. Our love of coffee and conversation pulled us there without fail. Even if one of us was sick, we still
made sure we arrived in time for coffee. For fours hours each night we talked about our loves, our dreams, and hockey. Yes,
we were also big fans of the Detroit Red Wings. One night we even stayed at the coffee shop until 4:00 am, at which point
we kicked off a drive from southern Wisconsin to Detroit for a hockey game.
When we returned home the day after the game, we made it to the coffee shop by 10:00 pm sharp, as always.
At the time
I was with a man who lived across the country. We saw each other rarely, and he trusted me to hang out with Ashley and Cathy
without question. When the relationship ended I had a hard time letting go, but the friends we had made at the coffee shop
helped see me through the tough times.
night I will remember forever. A friend and fellow coffee shop goer, Tazz, sat at the table with me one night. Ashley was
vacationing at New Jersey's famous Avalon shore. Cathy had
to leave for the night. My now ex-boyfriend called my cell phone and said he was in town to surprise me, but I no longer wanted
to see him. Saying goodbye to him that night was the hardest thing I ever had to do in my life. I knew our relationship was
over, but I still loved him anyway and it was hard to do what I needed to do that night. Remembering Tazz waiting for me,
I summoned the courage and finally said goodbye to my ex forever.
When I returned
to Tazz, he held me while I cried and tried his best to cheer me up. It wasn't until the sun began to peek above the horizon
that we finally said out goodbyes.
As it turned
out, our love for coffee brought us together, and only months later we were married. On our wedding day we finished the night
off with a cup of coffee at our favorite coffee shop.
When I asked Tazz one day what made him realize he loved me, his answer brought
tears to my eyes.
God to help me through my trouble and send me an angel,” he answered. At the time, just as I was, he was ending a similar
relationship and having a hard time with it. “When I looked up I saw the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and on
her belt she wore a clear answer to my prayer that I could not ignore. It read, 'Angel'.”
Not to say
that our mutual love for coffee had nothing to do with it of course. On another occasion he said, “One of the things
that made me fall in love with you was the fact that you preferred hanging out in coffee shops over hanging out in bars.”
From the day
we moved into out first apartment on, every morning we start the day with a pot of coffee I brew special for my husband and
I to enjoy. Then I stir in the perfect amount of sugar and milk, and top it off with a sprinkle of love.