I want to preface everything I’m about to say by noting that I am the most fortunate of humans. I live in the richest country in the world, and, even though I may or may not agree with what goes on here, I’m free to talk about it. I have a rewarding job that helps many in this delightful little town in which I live, and a husband and family who love me. I have good friends both near and far. I have plenty to eat, live in a house with all the amenities and in general, am blessed in every way. That doesn’t mean it all goes well for me, all the time. Just recently, I’m being shown that it’s necessary to hold all things in my life loosely. That I might never know in the morning what the evening
Most of you that know me well also know my love for coffee, so it comes as no surprise that I was anxiously awaiting the opening of our new local Starbucks store. As I move past the camel colored leather chairs and the collection of Scandinavian influenced wooden tables and neutral flowered art murals, I realize that it is more than the cup of coffee that I enjoy. Like many of you, I love the atmosphere, the simple themes of color and design that differ slightly, but also have a sense of familiarity from store to store. It is new yet “familiar”. The Starbucks marketing team has intentionally created a space that feels warm and inviting and replicates a sense of “home” no matter where you go.
