Dining al Fresco

Being near a large body of water always seem to calm my spirit and make my heart happy. I’m blessed to live close to one of the five great lakes, and often find myself drawn to the waves and blue shades of water, either gently lapping against the shore or crashing onto the rocks.

To celebrate a recent birthday, my children wanted to take me to lunch and as always, let the birthday girl pick the location. My first thought was somewhere near water, and with the late spring weather cooperating, dining outdoors was at the top of my list.

I decided to pick a place we’d never been, and started asking for recommendations. Once decided upon, put our plan in action. Since my son was working he would meet us at the restaurant. My daughter and I arrived and headed indoors to check in. Strangely enough, not one person was sitting on the patio enjoying the summer-like weather; everyone was sitting inside. We requested to dine outside and the host warned us there were no umbrellas; as my daughter looked at me and stated, “We came to sit outside, we’re sitting outside.” I agreed as he led us to the patio; we had the pick of any table.

While we waited for my son, we enjoyed the warm sunshine beaming down, and the lovely water view within yards of our table. The three of us had a leisurely lunch with no pending appointments or commitments to rush to. It was a glorious day spending time with my children talking and laughing about nothing in particular.

I love when they aren’t in a rush to leave, and seem to enjoy my company. My son has been looking to buy a home, so it’s only a matter of time before his life becomes busier. While my children are still nearby, I will treasure quality time together, and appreciate creating memories.

As it turns, out about thirty minutes into our lunch the patio starting filling up. Seemed like everyone had the same idea as we did; dining al fresco on such a beautiful day. Make time to enjoy the special as well as simple times together. They’ll create lasting memories for a lifetime.

xoxox…..Sheryl

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