Pouring from cups

Good evening fam!

I greet you all in the name of #countdownto30! Yeep - we still at it.

Before I begin the reflection, the title is a shout out to everyone who survived those involuntary tea making chores back in the day. It's for you who managed to get a spot on your parent's roll call instead of your sibling. It's a tribute to all the times  you wished the guests preferred water or cold beverages and they didn't. To those who always forgot to warm the cups, I see you. Shout out to you who learnt how to walk steady holding that tray while all the eyes in the room were staring at you. Lastly, to all of us who survived, and are still surviving, those tea making days - standing ovations!

Jokes aside, let's spill some tea. This countdown journey to my new milestone had me thinking about a very hectic aspect of adulting. The part where you learn that you can't pour from an empty cup. What. A. Painful. Lesson. In hindsight, I think I've been wrestling with this concept of not pouring from an empty cup since my early 20s (let's have a moment of silence for my youth).

I think we try so hard to give so much to everything that we tend to lose focus when we're running low on giving to ourselves. We lose sight of the fact that we can't give what we ourselves don't have. We're always on a "pouring" streak that we hardly often notice when the cup is running low.

From where I'm standing, it seems like the 3rd floor has a magic formula for this cup business. People there approach it differently. It's either they have a no cups (read it in that word I can't type out) given policy or they just exude those I don't give a cup (yeep, same word) vibe.

As much as I sbwl (deeply desire) to also get there, I've established long ago that I won't. I'm the type that not only gives cups, I can't help but appreciate that they even exist. Yes, I'm a marshmallow. I'll take that.

So, I'm counting on forgiving myself for every time I poured to the point that I was almost left dehydrated. I'm hoping I look at all the cups I've dropped, and broke, with acceptance. I'm also counting on patience to be by my side as I continue to learn that I need my own cup to overflow before I can even pour out to others...