There they sat. Two grey-haired people. About the same age. Heads together, looking at something on their phone. Then just talking. Eating.
Their table was tucked way back, almost in a corner. They seemed to like it that way. No one to bother them. Whenever the waiter came they appeared annoyed. Like he was intruding.
They shared food. He tried hers. She tried his. I imagined that they have been together for many years. At least 25, I’ll bet. What would one do without the other? Their lives seem so intertwined.
I’ve been talking with colleagues about just exactly what is a “Slice of Life” story. We concluded that it’s a moment happening now that we want to remember forever. To preserve for always. This scene that I was fortunate enough to witness last weekend is truly something I want to always remember. It’s not that I wonder what they we’re talking about. What they mean to one another. I felt that I already knew this as I watched them eating breakfast in that restaurant. What I want to remember is…..
A couple, who after being together for over half their lives, clearly saw no one else in the room but each other
A couple, who after being together for over half their lives, still with so much to say to each other
A couple, who after being together for over half their lives, has a bond so strong that they probably finish each other’s sentences and know each other’s needs intuitively
A couple, who after being together for over half their lives, believe that their future holds abundant happiness for them
This is what I want to remember. I can still see these two sitting so cozily, so intently, so happily at the back of the room between two windows. Not a care in the world. Happy to be together. Forever.