I stayed home from work today with a serious cold/cough combo. The kind of cold where your whole face hurts, and enough coughing to give you a headache.
The mug was a gift from a friend last year, who connected the hearts from Minneapolis to Xela. Drinking tea this afternoon, I wished that the distance from here to there was less that it feels. It seems greatest during times that are especially joyous, and then, of course, when you are sick and all you want is to hang out with your mom and watch the Hallmark Channel all day. Someday, I tell myself. Someday we'll be that close again.