Give us this day.

The other morning we went to a favorite spot, Our Daily Bread, for coffee and pastries. While I waited for Peter to finish drooling over the cases of beautiful cakes and cookies, I watched a man about my husband’s age wandering alone near the cashier’s line.  He kept his eyes on a woman at a table across from ours, and finally he made his way towards her.

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Photo, Our Daily Bread.

After we finished Peter said, “I could eat another one, couldn’t you?” I ignored him, as I always do, and he laughed, as he always does.

We exited near the table where the man I’d noticed earlier sat quietly. The woman, obviously his wife, stood behind him, arms extended over his shoulders, slicing a croissant into manageable bites. She never stopped chatting with her friend, and he never seemed to notice he was being helped. She was doing for him what she’d probably done for their children when they were toddlers.

I thought, how lucky we are that Peter is still able to help himself, most of the time, so far.

Header photo: Butterfly visit.

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5 thoughts on “Give us this day.

  1. I met your beautiful daughter on our trip to Italy. We had such fun & talked a lot about your family. God bless you all. I hope my path crosses again with Carolynn.

  2. I’m another fan Judith. I look forward to each posting. I would imagine your writing is very therapeutic….I hope, I hope.

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