Starbucks and crumb cake.

The most unusual thing happened this week. It won't shatter your world or anything, but it truly was a moment for me. On my day off, my husband and I will always run errands. This week our errand took us to Manchester. As we were starting to head back home, he asked if WE wanted to stop at Starbucks and get a coffee. Okay,so hold on just a minute. Did he ask me if WE, not ME, wanted a Starbucks? Suddenly, I turn my head around to make sure I am not in the wrong car or someone else has gotten in the car with me. Of course, I would love to stop at Starbucks!!!! I realize immediately the magnitude of this moment. An offering of sacrifice. An offering of simple love. The moment to share friendship and a cup of coffee together. I was thinking we would drive through, but no, we went inside and even shared a piece of crumb cake, but it was no crumb, it was a golden nugget. There is always great music playing in Starbucks. It created an atmosphere similar to some of our first dates. As we forked off our section of cake from the same plate, it occurred to me how symbolic this was. After 20 years, we are enjoying something so simple, yet such a gift, for me. I would never have dreamed, or in fact, I have never even dared asked about stopping for a Starbucks with my husband, because I knew he had not one interest in a cup of coffee. I had the house blend and he had a vanilla nut latte or something like that. The crumb cake was his idea. As we sat around our little round table, I felt so loved. You know, like those Hallmark card moments you read when choosing a card and then you think, when does this stuff happen? Well, it happened for me. It was one of the sweetest moments in my marriage. I had many trips to Starbucks,in my lifetime, but this cup was the best blend I have ever had, and the flavor wasn't even on the "roast of the day" board. It was only available to us.