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  • My grandmother always used to say she drank tea because it gave her pep in the morning - she needed her caffeine - but, when we switched her from her usual Earl Grey with a pinch of cinnamon to Herbal with a bunch of cinnamon, she didn’t really seem to notice. In fact, her energy seemed even more peppy than usual.
    Personally, I like coffee. It’s more sharp, even just decaf. But when I need relief, I drink tea because I feel as if it’s a warm hug from my grandmother, watching over my well-being or something.
    There's a certain comfort that comes from the burn of hot tea on my lip, the aroma of English Breakfast in the air, even the bits of leaves that stick to my tongue, and the dark ring stained at the top of my tea cup.
    There's a certain comfort in sharing a cup of tea with my grandmother, even when there's a preference for coffee.
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