Hope & Having One to Sit On

It's about taking care and speaking up.

Hope Matters

A little over two months ago, I went to see my primary care physician (PCP) for my regular wellness check. This visit resulted in an ER trip about two weeks later and several visits to specialists over these past couple of months. I have never been considered sickly and certainly haven’t had more than three visits a year to any doctor as an adult. So, the scheduled visits themselves were overwhelming, let alone having to actually carry them out.

Y’all, I was frustrated on top of my tired. So, I called one of The Besties. Amidst all my venting I said, ‘My ass is gonna be all over the place and even more tired than I already am.’ She allowed me to finish everything I had to say. And in her matter-of-fact manner responded, “Parthenia, all this is so you’ll have an ass to sit on.” Welp…that shut me right on up. I knew what she said was true. I still didn’t appreciate all these appointments though. 😒

Here’s the thing. I’m pretty self-aware when it comes to my physical health, and I notice things. Prior to my wellness check, I thought the complications I’d been experiencing were because I was trying to manage being overextended in more than one area of my life and hadn’t been eating as well as I should. So, why mention the changes I was feeling from time to time to my PCP? I thought they were par-for-the-course, aging and all that. So, I made changes to my exercise regimen and my food intake to fix it. I hoped and prayed that these changes would fix the things I felt happening occasionally. As a matter of fact, I did begin to feel better; I thought I was good, y’all. A phone call from my doctor asking me to come back into her office confirmed that was not the case.

If you read last week’s hopeletter, you’ll know I’m still learning to consult professionals and not fix things myself (It’s a poverty default and a whole ‘nother hopeletter. 🙄). I’m extremely hopeful for a positive outcome following the completion of all my visits. Daily, I sit in full belief and say to myself, ‘By His stripes, I’m healed.’ Well…because I am.

Now, here’s what I want you to hold onto in addition to hope. First of all, take care of yourselves; take the time off you need; go to the doctor regularly (at least once a year). Second, if something catches you off guard more than once, pay close attention to it and speak up about it; visit the doctor irregularly.

Above all things, I hope and pray that you all are well. If you’re not, here’s your reminder to take care of yourselves.

Hope, believe, and act in having one to sit on. ☕️

Coffee Matters

On to coffee! So, this Baile Funk* I’m sipping is great for exploring a different taste in a coffee. Cxffeeblack doesn’t typically add taste notes to their bags, as they prefer you identify those for yourself. However, they put them on this bag. Hope Buddies, you know I was immediately drawn to the promise of tasting milk chocolate. However, what stood out the most in this bag is the “bright” note.

Most coffees are roasted light, medium, or dark; I’ve never seen bright as a description on coffee. Yet, when I taste this one, that’s exactly it. It couldn’t have been described better. The cool thing is I canNOT tell you what bright tastes like. So, you’ll have to try it for yourselves. Note, there is a hint of fruit with a bit of chocolate, but it’s the bright that makes this special.

*I attempted to find the link to this wonderful roast. However, its absence from the webpage is a clue that it’s sold out. If you’d like to try it, keep an eye out for its return on cxffeeblack.com.

Now, tell me…

What are you hoping and sipping this week?

I appreciate you taking the time to read this hopeletter about my life and coffee. Please share with a friend who could use a little hope or coffee recommendation.