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There’s something about taking out the first Christmas mug of the season.  Coffee tastes a little better, I find myself humming a Christmas carol and memories of past holidays fill my thoughts.  This particular mug was given to me by my aunt.  It came as a set of four with those cute little spoons that don’t really have a purpose yet look adorable and festive.  I blogged about my aunt, who now has Alzheimers, in this post:  https://runningawayfrom49.wordpress.com/2013/08/07/i-miss-you-although-you-are-sitting-right-across-from-me/

There is plenty of craziness at the this time of the year, and I hope you can enjoy a few moments to find meaning in a cup of coffee.