5:17 AM. Nobody is awake yet.
This is on purpose.
I get up before the house. Before the questions, before the notifications, before anyone needs anything from me. There is a window between when I wake up and when the world wakes up, and in that window — I belong to myself.
That window is where my coffee lives.
I know that sounds like nothing. It is everything.
I grew up in a family where the kitchen was always running. Always someone coming through. Always something to do. A woman in the kitchen in my house was a woman working, not a woman resting. Sitting down with your coffee was something you did after everything else was done — and everything else was never done. So you never really sat.
I have spent fifty-something years making coffee for a house that was already moving. I make it while doing two other things. I drink it while it's getting cold because I got distracted. I finish half the cup and the other half goes down the drain and that is just how coffee goes when you are the one holding everything.
And then I found the small latte maker. Compact. Quiet. Makes one perfect cup — mine — in under three minutes. With a little frother that I did not think I needed and now genuinely cannot live without.
I cleared a corner of my counter. Put it there. Added a small tray — a real one, not a cutting board pressed into service. A proper tray. My coffee pods in a row. A mug that I bought specifically for this corner, not a leftover mug from someone else, not the one with the chip that I always use because I didn't want to use the good ones. A mug that I chose. For me.
This corner is mine. Ten minutes every morning, before the day starts, before I am anyone's mother or anyone's anything — I am just a woman with a good cup of coffee and the quiet.
My daughter came downstairs one morning while I was standing at my corner and she said, "Mom, that looks really cozy." And she was right. It is. I made it cozy. On purpose. For myself. With zero apology.
You are allowed to have a corner. A small, intentional thing that exists only because you said so.
Here's the link. You've earned it.
Buckle up, buttercup. Make your corner. Guard it like your peace depends on it — because it does.
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