Just make the coffee. My mantra. It came about during my first husband’s two-year demolition derby with Glioblastoma Multiforme. Brain cancer. Ugly, ugly words. Ugly, ugly disease.
We had two boys to raise and I was determined, right or wrong, to keep life as normal as possible for them. I often wanted to stay in bed. There was often a heavy weight on my shoulders that made it oh-so difficult to get out of bed. I would tell myself to, “Just get up and make the coffee. Surely, you can do that much.” Once I was in the kitchen, I would decide that I could shuffle myself off to the shower while the coffee brewed. Hot shower, hot coffee. Another day would begin.
What is your coffee? Everyone should have something that makes them get up in the morning. It doesn’t have to be exciting. It doesn’t have to be pretty. It should help bring a smile to your face…or comfort in your stomach. The day will start rolling from that movement onward.
I’ve never blogged before. I’m glad to have you with me on my journey. Grab a cup of coffee (iced tea, hot chocolate, diet Coke, or glass of wine) and read along.
Just Make the Coffee 
Love that your blogging! Really like the title!
Thank you Ellen!
Two weeks after my step-dad passed away from lung cancer I talked my mom into getting an 8 week old pug. I felt pretty awful about it afterwards because I had really pressured her into it. A few months later she told me that knowing he was dependent on her was the only reason she was able to get out of bed for a long time. So thankfully that worked out.
Thanks for reading! You made the right choice for your mom. Keep following your instincts. So often the person deepest or closest to the loss needs a push in a positive direction. Everyone needs a reason to get out of bed and “just make the coffee.” 😉