Today, I came home and realized that I was beginning Wednesday evening with a bit of a cold. I sat down to complete some paperwork, and I decided to get up, make myself a cup of tea with honey and then continue the rest of my schoolwork I had brought home with me. Tea really creates a simplicity. It has the uncanny ability to cut out all the "extra" thoughts and allows for peaceful focus. Tea really is an underrated beverage. While the rest of the world is amping themselves up with coffee and sugar and the latest mocha frappacino, you should really try tea sometime. For me, it allows for unbothered contemplation. 

As I neared the end of my work and thus the end of my cup, I knew once again that I had failed to stir the honey before placing it inside my cup. My last twelve sips or so contained an overwhelming sweetness. I make tea quite often, and for whatever reason, I continue to "forget" to stir the honey into my mug. I do it on purpose. This is going to sound bizarre, so try to bare with me. I think I enjoy the sweetness the most and so I want to save the best for last. It is almost the anticipation of a sweet ending is even more mportant than a sweet beginning or a sweetness throughout. 

I also drink my tea to get me through contemplating an idea or topic or school lesson, and I find that as I come to the end of my cup, I have simultaneously come full circle with my idea. It deserves that sweetness. Perhaps I do not feel as worthy at the beginning of my cup. 

I have a student in my math class right now who constantly delivers me "something special" at the end of math class. Sometimes, she gives me a sticker, or a jewel, or a card or a picture. At first I told her I could not accept her gifts, but she found a way to leave her gift in my classroom anyways. Now, it has just become a routine. We think and think in deep contemplation throughout the entire math class and then a drop of sweet honey is left at the end of our cup. There is something comforting in a beautiful whimsical ending. 

One drop of honey can create just that. 

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365 Days of Whimsical
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