Memories of a cup

You may think that this is a strange heading but please read on. Last Christmas I was visiting my mom, and at one of our breakfasts she brought out a cup that I had not seen in such a long time. When I first felt it I had to stop and think for a wee while, but soon the memories came flooding back into my mind.

I ran my fingers down, around, and over its smooth surface. Then my fingers traveled to its little handle and there I stopped. I picked up the cup and held it lovingly in my hand. Then I asked my mom what color it was. It was blue!

No, I did not know its color until she told me but there were two other cups like this! Yellow, red, and this blue one. Three cups that played such wonderful memories in my childhood at breakfast time. You see, it was my job to set the table for breakfast every morning and how much I enjoyed doing it. The yellow cup was mine, the red one belonged to my twin brother, Jeffrey, and the blue one belonged to my older brother, Robert.

I was always sure to color coordinate the cups and saucers making sure that everyone got perfectly matched cups and saucers. Yellow for me, red for Jeffrey, blue for Robert, green for Mom, pink for Granny, and turquoise for Dad. Ah yes, but that was a long time ago! A time when my limited sight allowed me to have fun with colors.

I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and encouraging you to go out there and share my fun with others. Drop by some time and visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca.