I've wondered a lot about what kind of blog I would write. There are many other writers out there who are more talented, and certainly more knowledgeable about coffee than I am. But that hardly matters. I love coffee, and I love fiction and nonfiction.
Since I first developed the passion for reading, I wanted to be a famous writer. The first children's book I remember reading was Lady and the Tramp. I had a copy that came with an audio track that played the story as you read along. I listened and read that book until it broke.
The second book I read on my own was Jack London's, "Call of the Wild." I read it three times in a row and was absolutely fascinated by the story. I was whisked away and loved the feeling of adventure.
I then discovered Stephen King. As a boy in my early teens, I loved Halloween and I loved horror stories. I found my self drawn to book stores and boxes of books at yard sales and flee markets. I bought every Stephen King book I could find. I always looked for his books as if I might find a new one that wasn't listed in his bibliography.
I've been reading voraciously for almost three decades now, and while I am not a famous author, and I am probably an okay writer, I still love living vicariously through other people's narration, and certainly have had my fair share of adventures.
My currently adventure in one where I am an extremely fortunate father who gets to stay at home with his children and watch them grow up.
It was not easy at first, because in ways I felt inadequate for not earning money and not being able to contribute financially. Laura, my wife, would reinforce with me that I was contributing to the family because I was giving my children a great uprising. I knew that, but still I heard this voice in my head saying things like I was a mooch, or a burden, that I needed to get a job. It was tough and eventually I got a handle on those nagging feelings and accepted my new role.
I love being a stay at home father. I get to be a big kid. I am in love with my kids, and am amazed by their growth and development. Just yesterday, I got to hear my youngest child, André, try to say his sister's name. He mumbled it. But it was there. Esmée told me yesterday that she loves her brother. I am blessed to be a part of their lives.
Most of my life I was adamant about not having kids. It would have cramped my style. I am happy to discover that was false. Children have enriched my life and helped me discover who I truly am. A big kid. Someone who cares about what brings him happiness.
Last year at this time, I hired a lawyer to help me start up a business, The Young Mugs Coffee Roasters, LLC. I've been roasting and selling coffee online and at The Douglas Farmer's Market ever since. I love coffee and am excited about my business and great coffee.
My daughter is always a big help with me when I need to roast or deliver coffee. She is a hoot when I'm holding a bag of fresh roasted coffee and she tells me she wants to smell it. "Daddy, this smells good. Really good." I'm not sure how I really feel about a three year old telling me that, but it sure is amusing.
The adventure is there. It's called life. I get to teach my children to work hard. To work smart. To follow their passions. That they are empowered to build a life full of joy and happiness. I get to be part of their adventure as I follow my own. Life is beautiful.
I hope to write about my adventures here. I pondered what I would write about in my blog. Would I only write about coffee? No, I don't think so. There are many other writers out there who are more knowledgeable than I am about coffee. What I can write about is what excites me, and no one can do that better then me. I decided that what I would write about are things that could be talked about over a cup of coffee.
I hope you enjoy my blog and I hope you enjoy Young Mugs Coffee.