My Mom was a beautiful Irish woman. She was gentle, soft spoken and loved her family.

Whenever I was at home or came back home, we would sit at the table, in the living room or outside with a couple cups (two of three each) of tea and talk away about everything you can imagine.

Tea or coffee somehow magically brings people together, making each person feel more connected, giving, safe and loved.

I miss the Mom I grew up with, her beautiful light blue, almond shaped eyes, her dark brown hair, gorgeous smile and Irish look.

If tea or coffee is meant to unite all of us, then I think we should all walk around giving out tea and coffee with a kind smile every minute of everyday.

Miss you and love you Mom. One day we will sit around the table again together drinking tea in beautiful porcelain cups, laughing and talking and loving.