I had been sitting here, trying to decide what I was in the mood to cook for supper when my son called. He wanted to know if I wanted to go out to eat. The place he suggested first I wasn’t interested in, the second I was, but I hate driving at night, add rain to that and no. He then told me he would come pick me up.
Once he got home, off we headed to our usual, the Cracker Barrel. When my son went to give our name, the lady working the sign in was obviously tired. Thankfully, my son’s sense of humor and friendly personality had her smiling through her face covering. The wait was short, but long enough for me to snap a few photos of the items in the merchandise side.
There was a couple of hats that I liked, but not the price so needless to say, I came home without hats.
There were also a few interesting tumblers, thankfully I realize that I have plenty, but I had to snap a photo or two.
And then, there were the items that seemed almost like artwork.
When it came our turn, the same lady showed us to our table. She had grabbed a spray bottle and towel and cleaned the table. My son picked up the menus and flatware that she had sat down on a nearby table. She commented on him doing her job but in a kind way. After she walked away, I asked my son, they spray the table, but not the chairs or the menus? He just shrugged. I wasn’t worried but it seemed pointless to spray the table and nothing else.
After placing our orders, I watched my son as he watched the vehicles passing by the front of the restaurant. As he seemed to grow bored he suddenly livened up. Turns out a coworker had the same good idea for supper. He did go over and speak to him briefly but only briefly.
I have to admit, spending time like this with my son, is special. The fact that he still wants to spend time with me, when there are so many others that he could spend that time with, means a lot. But then, he enjoys time with his grandparents as well. He is a unique soul. One who goes out of his way, to try to make things better for those around him. I know how blessed I am to have a son with a heart as big as his. One who respects others and has a talent for compassion and making others feel better.
If only more of us, including myself, could be more like him.