Mamma's Teacup
By Donna Faye Jones Caudill [posted Tuesday, March 27, 2007]
The cup is a part of a set dishes Mom received as a Christmas present.
The brown cup with the light brown border grew to be her mug of
choice. She was a tea drinker.
One of my dearest childhood memories is being awakened in the
morning seeing Mom standing beside my bed with her favorite cup in
hand.
As the years passed, the cup continued to be her favorite cup for tea. I
asked her why she liked the particular cup over the other cups she had
accumulated through the years of housekeeping.
"It keeps the water hot," she would tell me in no nonsense way.
The debilitating disease of Alzheimer began to take away her abilities in
the early 90s. I had to sit back and watch as the disease took away my
Mom, a loving caring individual, deteriorate into a shell of what she had
once been.
As the deterioration continued the ability to sequence the tasks to make
tea was gone. Although the ability was gone, she learned how to get her
tea. She would go to the cupboard, get the cup and take the cup to Dad.
It was sad to watch, but at the same time -- precious.
One Sunday as I awakened I looked on my nightstand and saw my Bible. I
reached for it picked it up and let it open.
The pages turned to Psalm 23, Verse 5: "Thou preparest a table for me in
the presence of mine enemies, thou anointeth my head with oil: my cup
runneth over." (Psalm 23:5 KJV).
The recorded words of the 23rd Psalm has been in my heart since I was
five. I can recite it, I've read it, heard it used numerous times for the text
for sermons.
That morning I saw Verse 5 in a brand new way. Like Mom, we know what
we want, but due to circumstances beyond our control the ability to get it
is gone.
Just as Mom would know how to get her tea, we can do the same with
our Heavenly Father.
Reach down in the cupboard of your heart, get your cup, and take it to
Him and let him fill it.
Donna Faye Jones Caudill of Mansfield, Ohio, was a resident of Vanceburg
from 1952-1967. She is the daughter of Charles and Mildred McCane Jones
and granddaughter of W.C. and Lula (Richey) Jones and Phineas McCane
and Ethel Hampton. "Mamma's Teacup" has been published several times
via ezines. Caudill is currently working on a collection of short stories for a
book titled "Tablet of My Heart".
By Donna Faye Jones Caudill [posted Tuesday, March 27, 2007]
The cup is a part of a set dishes Mom received as a Christmas present.
The brown cup with the light brown border grew to be her mug of
choice. She was a tea drinker.
One of my dearest childhood memories is being awakened in the
morning seeing Mom standing beside my bed with her favorite cup in
hand.
As the years passed, the cup continued to be her favorite cup for tea. I
asked her why she liked the particular cup over the other cups she had
accumulated through the years of housekeeping.
"It keeps the water hot," she would tell me in no nonsense way.
The debilitating disease of Alzheimer began to take away her abilities in
the early 90s. I had to sit back and watch as the disease took away my
Mom, a loving caring individual, deteriorate into a shell of what she had
once been.
As the deterioration continued the ability to sequence the tasks to make
tea was gone. Although the ability was gone, she learned how to get her
tea. She would go to the cupboard, get the cup and take the cup to Dad.
It was sad to watch, but at the same time -- precious.
One Sunday as I awakened I looked on my nightstand and saw my Bible. I
reached for it picked it up and let it open.
The pages turned to Psalm 23, Verse 5: "Thou preparest a table for me in
the presence of mine enemies, thou anointeth my head with oil: my cup
runneth over." (Psalm 23:5 KJV).
The recorded words of the 23rd Psalm has been in my heart since I was
five. I can recite it, I've read it, heard it used numerous times for the text
for sermons.
That morning I saw Verse 5 in a brand new way. Like Mom, we know what
we want, but due to circumstances beyond our control the ability to get it
is gone.
Just as Mom would know how to get her tea, we can do the same with
our Heavenly Father.
Reach down in the cupboard of your heart, get your cup, and take it to
Him and let him fill it.
Donna Faye Jones Caudill of Mansfield, Ohio, was a resident of Vanceburg
from 1952-1967. She is the daughter of Charles and Mildred McCane Jones
and granddaughter of W.C. and Lula (Richey) Jones and Phineas McCane
and Ethel Hampton. "Mamma's Teacup" has been published several times
via ezines. Caudill is currently working on a collection of short stories for a
book titled "Tablet of My Heart".
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