A few weeks ago, my phone dinged with a text from UPS saying that I would be receiving a package the next day from my dad’s company. I knew instantly what it was, but tried not to get my hopes up, in case I was wrong. My dad started the non-profit, Coffee Helping Missions. Not only does all of the profit from this coffee go to the work of missionaries, it is just the best coffee and one of the things I miss most from the States. My parents had brought some to England for us at Christmas, but it is gone. Dare I hope that he had sent some? The next day, the package arrived and my hopes were realized. I have been blessed with such a great dad.