David and I celebrated my birthday this week by going out for brunch. That used to be a fairly regular event in our lives, but not so recently. This was the first time we had eaten INSIDE a Saskatoon restaurant in over 15 months. Thank you Covid!
While we waited for our food to arrive, a fellow diner stopped by our table as his small party exited the restaurant. The young fellow (maybe 30ish) had been breakfasting across the way with his lady and their brand-new baby.
The fellow told us he’d noticed us through the windows, making our way along the river to the restaurant – walking hand in hand, chatting, and looking very happy.
He went on to say that seeing the two of us touched him. He hoped that he and his wife would be just as happy together as time went on; and he laughed when I told him we’d had almost 50 years of practice. How thoughtful he was to make an opportunity to share his thoughts with us.
Later in the day the moment continued when I opened my birthday card from Dave. It read:
“I don’t know exactly where our journey’s going to take us or what might happen along the way. But I do know who we’ll be when we get there. Two cute little old people – still holding hands, still making each other laugh, still totally in love.”
The experience was a great reminder that something as simple as our way of showing up in the world can lift and inspire people we do not know and may never even meet.