Yesterday I heard on the radio that today is International Coffee Day – I don’t quite get some of the things we celebrate in regard to international whatever day, but I do get coffee. I first became a coffee junkee when my American boyfriend at the time used to make a classic expresso in a pot on the stove, we used to sit by his window from which he had a beautiful view of the Capital building in Washington DC from his apartment. This was when I fell in love with coffee. It was about relationships.
Fast forward several years and my Mum and I used to head down to the local shopping centre where she had developed a relationship with her favourite barista and in spite of the fact that it had hardly any coffee in it, she used to love it. Was it the coffee? Probably not, it was about the relationship. Either how that beautiful lady used to look after her and chat with her each day or whether it was being out with me on a Saturday morning, it was about relationships.
In her last couple of months, I used to drive her to various medical appointments or family occasions and on the way home we would get a McDonalds coffee. Sometimes we would just sit in the car in the car park and have a chatter whilst we caught up and had a giggle. She was less able, but she did enjoy her coffee.
I recently visited my Aunt in Alice Springs. She only drinks one coffee per day but for the rest of the day she drinks gallons of tea from a tea pot. A tea pot so pathetic looking you would laugh, but nonetheless it brings her joy. You see whether it’s about making the pot of tea or making an expresso cup of coffee, it’s about a process when two people come together.
In clearing out my aunt’s home before we moved her into Aged Care, I found a beautiful little tea pot from Korea. I suspect my Aunt will have purchased it on her trip on the trans-Siberian railway. This would have involved obtaining hot water from the Samovar containing the hot water in the carriage. Similarly, I remember buying a beautiful traditional teapot for my father during the time I spent in Japan – my father, the elder brother of my aunt, was also a great tea drinker.
Whether you take tea from a tea pot, coffee from a plunger or a more modern coffee machine, we enjoy this brew and get addicted to more than the drink, we get addicted to the memory we have of having shared time with someone. Having a coffee with a friend, or that beautiful first cup in the morning, sometimes there is an association with the brew of a relationship.
Many people in Aged Care facilities don’t get visitors, or time to have a coffee with a friend. I have two beautiful friends in an Aged Care facility. Their faces light up when I enter their rooms and we often have a coffee together. Is it the best coffee? No, it’s close to the worst, but it’s about relationship. Relationships and staying in touch is everything. Make time to catch up with someone you know that may not get a regular visitor and have a cuppa with them today or during this week. If you can, have a good coffee with someone special, even better.
Sometimes families don’t have time for the elderly, but Blue Hope Consulting is about relationships. If you need us to advocate for someone you care about, or for us to pop in and see someone, then call us and we will do so. If you or someone you know needs to understand more about the transition to Aged Care, then call us for a free one-hour appointment on 0412 994 759.