Thank You Starbucks

2365380736_3bd420ce3fI have been wanting to post this for a while now but when you are working full-time, going to school full-time, marriage, and dealing with a serious illness in the family – well, it is hard to do the small things.

I wanted to give a big shout out and a huge thank you to the Starbucks staff on the corner of Fulton Avenue and Cottage Way in Sacramento.  The reason why?  My Mom.  My Mom is currently battling stage 3 Melanoma cancer where there are not any good treatments for her i.e., no Interferon and offered her to be in a ‘case study’ where she may or may not get a placebo.  So it is a 50/50 wait and see game at this point.  Scary? The answer is yes.

While our Mom was in the hospital, we discovered that she had kept some of the Starbucks clear cups (they were cleaned of course) with kind words written on them to my Mom.  We asked our Mom after her surgery what the deal was with these cups?  I want to let you all know my Mom is a kind woman who can make friends with ANYONE.  She has the gift of gab.  Well – apparently this is a really nice crew that works at this location and apparently Mom had developed a friendships with several of the staff.

Once we got Mom home, and she was cleared for coffee drinks (no sugar at first) – either I or my two sisters would go get her drinks.  My experience was ordering the drink and the gal behind the counter said “Is this for Suzanne?”  They knew I was getting Mom’s drink but were confused about why there was no sugar being ordered.  It was at that point during several Starbucks visits that either I or the sisters would advise the Starbucks crew of Mom’s status. We would bring Mom’s drinks home, let Mom know they missed her etc.  You would think that I would have looked at the cups post surgery….but I have been so out of my mind on Cancerwatch, so there is that.

Well, I finally did and I have to say – the staff wrote some of the most kind, uplifting and positive words to my Mom on those cups.  The staff at Starbucks took the time of their busy workday to communicate to my Mom since she could drive until literally this weekend.  They didn’t have to do it, but they did.  It meant the world to Mom and I really think it helped her knowing they were rooting for her.

Again a big thank you to the Fulton Avenue/Cottage Way crew.  It really meant a lot to Mom and to myself and sisters as well.  Big props to the Sacramento Starbucks crew.


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Personal Stories


My Mom – Suzanne

Since it is Mother’s Day and everyone is appreciating their Moms….I thought I would share some thoughts about my Mom.  How in God’s green Earth that she has tolerated me for over 46 years is a testament to her utter patience.  I would have to say there must have been times where she may have thought “and why did I do this again?”  I know that I’ve had those thoughts about my Son from time to time…..and it is normal to do so.

My Mom had three daughters – yes three.  I was the oldest and my other Sister was not born until ten years later.  The youngest came three years after the second.  So there is definitely a gap between age wise between myself and my two other Sisters.  Yes, we are from the same Dad…..just planning was not there I think.  I’d have to ask my Mom about that one.  How she managed with three daughters – I have no clue.  I could only handle one.

My Best Friend

So, first off – my Mom is awesome.  I am sure that your Mom is too.  She is part of the generation where one was a stay at home Mom.  She took care of us daughters while Dad was at work.  That is super hard work.  I think that women these days look down on other women who choose to stay home these days with their children.  I wish I could have done that when my Son was born but it just wasn’t in the cards financially.  Stay at home Mom’s have a tough job.  I choose to call them Domestic Engineers.   If a woman in 2014 wants to stay home with her Mom – GOOD FOR HER.  Let’s stop that whole tearing women down thing and applaud those who make that choice.

I recall that in Kindergarten, I was difficult.   I NEVER cleaned my room until I was in like….oh sixth grade.  My poor Mom was constantly pulling her hair out about that.  So I remember while in Kindergarten that I wanted a sand box in my backyard like at school.  My Mom and Dad – no go.  So I decided that I was going to put sand in my socks and then hide the sand underneath my bed so I could make my own.   One can just imagine the reaction my Mom had finding sand underneath my bed.  Poor woman.

Sue, Laredo Road
Coolest 60’s Bob Ever….

My Mom really tried to get me to learn how to cook.  I mean she TRIED HARD.  My Nana Kay was an amazing cook and canner.  My Mom has this amazing Mac and Cheese dish she makes that is my most favorite on this Earth.  Mom tried to get me to bake (I only liked to decorate the cookies), cook eggs (that I still can’t master well), and she tried to get me to prep the food.  I hate prepping!!!!  I guess the cooking gene was passed down to the middle Sister and her Daughter.  I just didn’t have it in me….but by God that woman tried her best to domesticate me.  Just didn’t work – but not by any fault of her own.  Her Daughter (me) is incredibly stubborn.  If I don’t want to do something – my heels become cement in the sand.  No recovery.

My Mom has been there for every high and low in my life.  Gosh, she supported me when I decided not to go to my High School graduation because I just wanted to be “done” with High School.  I know she probably would have wanted to see me walk across the stage – but I was DONE with school.  She was there when I moved out on my own and developed three months of insufferable chicken pox.  She was there at my first and second wedding.  She clearly preferred the second wedding because she loves my Husband dearly.  She was there for the birth of my son, my first divorce and God knows what other drama I go through.

Coolest Mom Ever!

She has the best heart and accepts a person for what they are warts and all.  She has incredible wisdom that I wish I had when it comes to people’s feelings or relationships.  She can talk to anyone with ease.  If anyone hurt my Mom, I would go absolutely ape-shit ballistic.  I would be completely lost without my Mom as she is my best friend, my rock – she is my Mom, Suzanne.

~ K.G.