
I went to visit elderly friends a couple of weeks ago and we had tea. I am actually a bit fussy about my tea when I make it for myself, the water has to be boiling, the tea pot warmed, the tea fresh. On this sunny Sunday afternoon my friend asked if I wanted tea and I said yes. She asked if I took milk and I said no, she got to fixing the tea, and perhaps lost track of my answer, so asked again. I again said that I did not take milk and just took my tea black. All this time I was chatting with her and her husband. A few moments later the tea tray arrived on the table with some lovely cookies and my cup was passed to me. And you guessed it, I had milk in my tea. There are times when you just drink what you are offered. This was one of those times. After all, I was there for the visit, I loved catching up with them, and I was having a pleasant visit. No problem that the tea was not how I liked it. Made me think about how we do have to decide each time we are offered a challenge or irritation how we will respond. I think it made perfect sense to just drink the tea on this occasion, but there are times that present themselves where we need to speak up and let others know what we need to do our job, to be well, to enjoy this cup of tea. We have that hot minute to decide to settle, accept or change the outcome in our reaction. And only in that moment will we know what’s right for the situation at hand. Some days we get tea exactly as we like and some days we get a refreshing drink with friends that is nothing like the tea we like, all in its turn makes up the brilliant tea party that is life.
