All in Faith

Inside the Red Cup: Why I'm Boycotting Starbucks

I can’t believe that Starbucks would do this.  Like this.  Without warning.  And at this time of year.  Right when my students feel generous - or more like think they can pad their grade - and they slip a little 5 or 10 spot into my mailbox or on my desk.  Knowing that I have a love affair with coffee.  Knowing that the hipster in me dreams in tall, grande and venti.  Knowing that the way to this teacher’s heart is a donut {or cupcake} and a piping hot cup of Seattle brew.

Her Son

Thousands of miles away, there is a mother mourning the loss of the life she had just a few moments before.  As I started my weekend, she started a new life.  One without.  One after. One in the meantime.