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A Love Letter to Tea

Growing up my grandmothers (yes both of them) always had tea
water ready to go. It was the thing you were offered the second you walked
through the door, finished a meal, or woke up. It was the thing you drank for
headaches and heart aches alike. It was the thing that fixed everything.
In my own home I’m still an avid tea drinker. I enjoy strong
black Scottish and Irish tea’s as well as light herbal mixes, depending on my
mood. I’ve had a great many debates with people on the best ways to serve and
prepare tea, but in all honesty it’s entirely up to the person enjoying their
own cup.
Tea has a place in my heart that very few things have. I
remember all the serious conversations with family, while cups turned cold in
our hands, as well as settling down to fettering out my own life thoughts with
a freshly brewed pot.
It has quelled my deepest coughs, relieved stuffy noses,
soothed my strongest headaches, and even helped put me to sleep in the long
years when it evaded me the most. It’s always been there when I needed it and I
know that it will continue to be, just like it has for thousands of years.
It’s interesting to think about those ancient days when man
was first began steeping tea leaves, flowers and pine needles in fire heated
water. Did they marvel at the strength it gave them, or the ailments it
soothed? Or did they simply enjoy the warmth it provided?
Tea is an ancient comfort that has spread it’s love across
millions of lives, and continues to fight for honest and true health. Perhaps
we should all remember what it has done for us in our time and give a moment of
thanks for its ancient power.
Sincerely,

Jessica
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