And Now, A Love Letter

Well, love, it's been almost a year since you came into my life. I can hardly believe how fast the time has flown. I remember well the day my mother introduced us. I was ragged from endless weeks of filming, quickly approaching thirty, and really just trying to hang on to what shred of vitality I had left. I was a mess, and there you were, gorgeous, shining with the optimism that only youth can afford, and exactly what I needed to help recapture some of my precious vivaciousness.

Of course, I couldn't admit to myself that I needed you, right away. I kept you at a distance, boxed in, knowing you were there--would always be there--but the timing was never right. The movie had me constantly running in ten different directions. My husband and I moved, which tied my hands for weeks, and made it impossible to let you into my life. Plus, there was also the guilt factor. You were just for me. My husband and I had shared everything up until this point. I was sure that, in time, he would understand, but there was still this twinge I felt thinking of you. But then again, there was also a rush of excitement that I couldn't--and didn't want to--resist. The thought of waking up to you in the mornings; the pretty things I could buy for you; the knowledge that you could get me through the bad days, comfort me, and even lull me to sleep. Finally, it all became too much to bear. I had to succumb, and allow you to enter my world and change it for the better.

It hasn't all been wine and roses, though. I've neglected you at times. We both know I haven't always been faithful--sometimes, honestly, it was just easier to pay for it. And while my husband recognizes your place and purpose in my life, and has accepted that things are the way they are, you will never mean to him what you mean to me. How could you? Through it all, though, you have remained constant, and it's mornings like today's that remind me just how lucky I am to have you in my life. Without your help, I probably couldn't have even gotten out of bed.

So, thank you, dear Keurig. We've had our ups and downs, but all in all, I'd say it's been a great first year together. Here's to many more lovely mornings together!

Photo Credit: PriceGrabber

P.S. I promise to get something other than cinnamon bun flavored coffee next time I'm at Bed Bath & Beyond. Maybe some of that nice chocolate donut we like?

P.P.S. Readers: Get you minds out of the gutter! Really!