I miss my Ganna. Everything reminds me of her. She’s apart of my daily routine. She wasn’t ever a coffee drinker. Tea was her thing. That was her drink. She’d drink tea when she was cold or to relax, sometimes at breakfast. Tea is my thing. Lipton. Just like her. I drink it when i’m cold, at breakfast or when I miss her. It feels like 90 degrees today and I’m gonna have a cup. Just to remind me. Im currently experiencing an ugly summer cold. Warm tea is the perfect remedy. She called it a hot toddy. Warm tea, lemon and honey. Once I was 21 she’d add Grand Marnier maybe once or twice before. I miss having her make them for me mine aren’t the same.
Sweet Tea Dreams