My passion and desirous love for coffee has served me well since I was two.

One sip was all it took to boost my energy. Inhaling its aroma was all it took to calm my nerves and bring me home. Heck, the mere thought of coffee has kept me going during many times of turmoil!

Working with my dad's espresso machine at home for over ten years, and working at Kaladi Brothers Coffee has satiated this love I have for these itty bitty beans, but I never thought that it would save me during this time of uncertainty.

I never thought that it would give me purpose and allow me to help someone fulfill their passion, and yet here I am!

With my mom in the midst of opening up a coffee shop of her own in an Alaskan train car, I have been tasked and assigned in helping her create a menu, design the space, and advise her on the flow and workings of all that goes on behind the bar.

And boy do I have a lot to say about that!

For the first time in awhile, I feel inspired to learn as much as I can about coffee, through growing, picking, processing, roasting, serving, and my favorite part: drinking! My spark has been ignited once more and I feel that I am here for a reason, a purpose.

Allowing myself to be in a position of management, and of helping my mom, I see that this opportunity, whilst seemingly "off track", is, in fact, actually putting me on track.

According to the wise words of Thomas Edison: "Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like hard work."

While this job doesn't have me in overalls, it does require me to put my conductor's cap on and use some skills that have yet to be showcased.

And while this job doesn't have me shoveling coal in the boiler, it will have me shoveling coffee in the pot. So kinda the same thing.