Memories of Coffee

Hello, this is Aine.

I've changed my morning drink since yesterday.
I used to have a caramel macchiato, but
I switched to this one,

I was drawn to the name and ended up buying it.
Since it's a cafe latte, I thought it would have
a stronger coffee flavor than a caramel macchiato, so I took a sip...

When I took that first sip, memories of my grandfather came rushing back.

My grandfather used to brew drip coffee every morning.
Since I was little, our house always smelled like coffee in the morning.
When I was in kindergarten, I'd pile on the creamer and sugar,
so it could hardly be called coffee anymore,
but I was happy just to be able to drink it with my grandfather.

Once I started school,
I didn't really drink coffee with him anymore,
but when I stopped going to school, he invited me back to our morning coffee time.

He would pour it into my cup while laughing like that.
By that time, I had graduated from piling on the creamer and sugar,
and I was able to properly enjoy coffee with my grandfather.

The bitterness and aroma from that time were the same as this
instant coffee I happened to pick up.
Gentle memories came rushing back from that one sip of coffee.

Maybe my grandfather wanted to send me a message,
I thought, as I finished drinking the gentle coffee.

*Aine*