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With the knowledge of today's October 01 being celebrated as International Coffee Day, there is no better tribute than to dedicate the day to sharing my latest experience of a coffee away from home and what motivated it.
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Coffee accompanies us every day, with it we laugh, cry, celebrate, talk, reach agreements and more. Approximately two weeks ago a new member arrived to the family, son of a cousin whom I love like a younger sister (I took care of her and changed her diapers), everything was happiness until after a few hours of birth, the baby needed help to breathe, he had not left the nurses' care.
The simple explanation was that his lungs were filled with fluid, which is common in children born by cesarean section and would take 24 to 72 hours to fully recover. After this time, the child needed to be transferred to intensive care, the news had the whole family devastated. My cousin had not even been able to hold him in her arms or feed him directly.
Since she was in a different city, she only had the 24-hour support of her mother (my aunt) 
We knew that we would not be able to meet the baby, it was just to give moral support and distract them a little from everything that was happening, bring a smile to their faces and accompany them for a couple of hours, since most of the time it was just the two of them (grandmother and mother of the newborn).
With the GPS active we arrived at the clinic without complications, after a big hug we went to the clinic's cafeteria, by that time only my aunt was there, since my cousin was expressing her breast milk to leave in her son's bottles and that the nurses would supply in the early morning.
We took advantage of the fact that she was not there and we were able to express our concern to the point of letting out a few tears, while my aunt gave us the details of the whole experience. Then, to liven up the moment, I asked the question... Would anyone like coffee? All those present said yes, so I went to the bar to order 4 coffees with milk and one of them stronger (with more coffee) for my mother. The order, in the best Venezuelan style, was three light browns and one hot dark brown.
When the employee brought the coffee to the table, my aunt was surprised by the presentation, she had been enjoying coffee there for several days and they served it in a giant cup hahaha, was her comment. For that day the disposable cups were present.
After sweetening it each one to her taste, we toasted to that family sharing and the baby's speedy recovery. My mom was anxious because the coffee was going to get cold while I was taking the picture. Luckily the coffee was delicious, we didn't have to return any of it to be adjusted with more milk, coffee or temperature.
Then my cousin arrived with her 3 year old daughter. We hugged and I controlled myself not to cry in front of her, we listened carefully to everything she had to tell us, we photographed the moment and she went to the first floor of the clinic to feed her baby. The baby stayed with us enjoying some fruits and cookies that we brought her.
Then we went upstairs to wait for her to come out and tell us how the baby was doing. Only her mother could come in to see him. When she came out she shared with us her appreciation and the information that the nurses gave her, the child is improving every day and very soon he will be home with his family.
After a while it was time to say goodbye, the rain was threatening to appear and we had to head towards the capital city of Caracas.
We were pleased to have accompanied them for three hours, we enjoyed a cup of coffee and laughed remembering family anecdotes.
Today, they are at the clinic again and this time it is expected that the baby will be able to go home under medical treatment administered by a nurse. We are all praying that this will be the case.
This is just a brief demonstration of what we do over a cup of coffee. Eternally it is and will be the best companion. Coffee, always present, never absent.
P.S.: This post was ready yesterday, but due to technical problems (internet failures) it was not possible to share it when I had planned. Thank God the baby is already at home with his family under the care of a nurse.We will wait for the right time to meet him and share a coffee full of love and happiness.
This is my participation for the International Coffee Day 2022. link
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The photos are my own and the edits were made in Canva with the free version.