cup of mourning

I could probably write about how much I already miss my friend, Christina, who lost her battle to a aggressive brain tumor. I could probably speculate on how I feel, wonder how my friend, her husband, Jacob is. Likely, I could tell an amusing story or one of the many great times we had great conversations.

Instead, here is a cup dedicated to her. I surmise she is showing those old dudes in heavy how to make the perfect cup of coffee.

Cheers.