The gentle moments

I sat alone at the Miami  restaurant table having a glass of wine. It was a quiet Miami night. The restaurant was just starting to come alive. The elderly man slowly walked in. He was struggling with each step but his two adult children were gently guiding him.  The staff clearly knew him and helped him to his seat.  His kids thanked them all. I watched from the near table. As I walked out I stopped by their table and commented that they were a lovely family.  The man smiled, thanked me and reached out to shake my hand.  Both children also thanked me and then asked why I stopped by.  I told them that we don’t seem to just reflect on gentle moments in life and I wanted to. That’s all.  Later that night I heard from a friend who’s husband just became suddenly ill. Think about it. Don’t wait to stop by a table and reflect on the gentle moments in life. These days they seem far apart and nearly forgotten.