Last week my mom and I made an impromptu run to Whole Foods. I can’t tell you how happy I was to have that time with her. Regrettably, it had been a while since we enjoyed a leisurely afternoon of lunch and conversation. I guess life gets in the way sometimes. I want to get back to the way we used to be.
It really doesn’t matter where I am when I’m with my mom. We can be in the middle of a dusty hardware store and still have a fun time. Or we can be sitting at her kitchen table, just talking. That is the magic of our relationship. It doesn’t take much, only something simple. It is all about creating more memories. There can never be too many for me. They are what I hold on to when life seems impossible.
Whole Foods never disappoints. It is a beautiful place; thoughtfully designed, conscious of its message, and it has a way of making you feel healthier just by walking inside. Right inside the entrance waiting to greet us were picture perfect flowers to usher in the spring. The prettiest colors I have ever seen. It almost didn’t seem real. It all had a way of making me feel more alive.
A visit to Whole Foods would not be complete without some yummy eats. We decided on sandwiches this time, and I went with veggie (of course). Artisan ciabatta bread, whole milk mozzarella, delicious dark greens, sundried tomato, aoili and basil. I don’t know what good deed I did to deserve it. Mom chose turkey piled high with cheese, avocado, tomato and greens. Total deliciousness.
Yesterday we welcomed a new season. Time to renew and anticipate the warmth, sunshine and longer days ahead. It reminds me of what I value most. And to make time for those I love and who love me back. In the end it is really all we have.
On that afternoon, the food was delish and the colors and the flowers all so lovely. But the best part of the day? The company. And making more memories. I am one very lucky girl.
I love you, Mom.