We lunched at a french cafe. She sat in her chair, had veggie soup and french bread with lots of butter.
We found every single Dandelion and blew wishes near and far.
She stops to smell the roses. Something I need to learn from her.
We shop for groceries. Say the name to every single fruit, in spanish. And buy cucumbers, lemons, oranges, black beans, a pomegranate and gummy bears to share.
The fountain is the best part, she thinks. Every adult walks right past it.
A simple outing. Yet, memories made and stored away inside me.
We get back in the car... seconds pass... she sleeps.
I put on my audiobook. And I drive away.
Good thoughts inside me.