Moment of Reflection

Do you just sit still for a while and you are lost in your thoughts? thinking about your life and various thoughts running through your head? More like an Olympics is going on in your head? this is me whenever I am having my coffee alone.

I am an extrovert, I could laugh, jump around, and play with everyone but I respect and look forward to my alone time and such times include when I am eating, doing the dishes, or cooking, and trust me in those moments I am far gone to Lala land, for me these events can be therapeutic.

Taking coffee with family and friends is great but I enjoy having my coffee alone most times, with no human interference, just me, the heat of the liquid in the cup, and the great taste on my taste buds, sipping and taking all the time that I need in the world. In such moments my mind travels so fast, within a few minutes it can tour round the world, and gradually I begin to process and mediate on every thought, it could be things that are bugging me or things that have happened over time and I bring all of them to my coffee table.

Recently I had a terrible quarrel with a very good friend of mine, we did say some not so nice things to each other during the heat of the moment and it was terrible, we stopped talking for a long period of time, our friends, colleagues, and boss noticed that we weren’t cool with each other

My boss tried to mend the friendship, he said a lot to us, he even begged us to reconcile and left us alone for 40 good minutes, he came back and we still hadn’t spoken to each other, he started his lecture again and even asked us to hug it out, out of compulsion we did but we knew deep down we weren’t still cool.

While having my coffee one day in the office in between my morning break, sipping the dark brownish liquid, my thoughts began to run wild again and I thought about all the things that had played out, my brain replayed every single thing from our quarrel to us not being on speaking terms, to my boss trying to mend our friendship and to me missing my friend and at that moment I thought about something different, “what if you don’t get to see her anymore, would you be able to forgive yourself?”, I recognized the still voice that always warns and reprimands me whenever I am going astray. The thought was fueled by the death of a young celebrity who died a painful death just recently in my country.

The still voice was correct because if anything happens to my friend, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself, I imagined the thought of not seeing her anymore and living with the guilt forever, this life is so fickle, no one knows tomorrow. The more I sipped my coffee, the more everything became clearer. She was my friend after all and we’ve been through a lot together, would I throw away years of friendship for a little misunderstanding that didn’t hold water?

It was so relieving to think about the fight with my friend over my morning coffee and since no one was in the kitchen it made me reflect more and I finally concluded that the quarrel was long overdue and it didn’t matter who made the first move as long as the friendship was mended, and in all honestly that was what truly mattered.

I took a bold step to meet her and to my surprise she was receptive, we trashed everything out, gave each other a real hug this time and went to a concert together, while enjoying the company of my friend I discovered that I had really missed her, hearing her call my name and saying she had also missed me too was the highlight of my day, my little solo coffee scored some great points Y’all.