Category: Coffee Chronicles
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ASipOfFlava|A Windy Sunday Morning
Some mornings aren’t about doing anything at all. Just a hot cup of coffee, the sound of the wind outside the tower windows, and giving yourself permission to breathe and let the day be calm.
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ASipOfFlava|Back In My Tower Window
One day in clinic reminded me real quick… not every space is meant for me in every season. Today I’m back in my tower, sipping Cowboy coffee, watching crows, seagulls, and sparrows share space without drama. Different birds. Same sky. Maybe peace isn’t about fitting in. Maybe it’s about knowing your lane. ☕🌻
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ASipOfFlava|The Week Ended Perfectly
This week stretched me… but it also blessed me. A good review. A strong staff meeting. An unforgettable 18th birthday celebration. This morning I’m in my tower with cowboy coffee, choosing gratitude over noise. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is pause and recognize what went right. ☕🌻
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ASipOfFlava|Eighteen
They turned 18 today. I left when she was 9 — still my Nanny’s girl — and came home to a brilliant, layered, independent young woman building worlds through writing and rebuilding engines with her hands. I missed some chapters… but I’m grateful for the pages we’re writing now. Happy Birthday, Eddison. I see you.…
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ASipOfFlava|Three Crows and a Windy Thursday
Three crows outside my tower window reminded me of something this windy Thursday morning… You don’t have to fly away every time life gusts. Sometimes you just lean, grip, and stay.
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ASipOfFlava|Where My Seasoned Sisters and Brothers At?
Are we evolving… or just trying to keep up? Where are my seasoned folks at? Let’s talk. ☕
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ASipOfFlava| I Miss Getting Dressed for Work
Two months at home… and I realized something. I don’t miss the phones. I don’t miss the commute. I miss the red coat. This Saturday A Sip of Flava is about healing, identity, and why sometimes getting dressed isn’t vanity… it’s vitality. ☕️🌻

