A Special Breakfast
October 17, 2006
The morning fall air was chilly and brisk. We arrived at his special
breakfast place in Maine. There were many folks waiting outside the
establishment waiting patiently for their name to be called when their
table was ready. He went in and put our name on the growing list. We took
a seat on the wooden bench. The sun was shining bright. The warmth of the
brilliant sun made me shine inside and out.
As we sat there side by side, I pondered about how blessed I was to be on
such an awesome vacation. He talked about how delicious the food was and
how great the waitresses here were. Little did I know that I was about to
feast on the most special meal of the whole vacation.
We had a longer wait than others, because he had requested to sit in the
section of his favorite waitress. The hostess called our name and showed
us to our table. The restaurant had such a warm cozy feeling to it.
A few minutes later, there she was standing before us. Her smile was a
mile wide. Her face was so beautiful. Her teeth were shining white. Her
hair was pulled back with little wisps falling to each side. Her eyes were
sparkling with love. He said “Robin this is Heather, Heather this is my
girlfriend Robin”. We shook hands. I felt the electricity coming from
within that handshake.
She poured us a steaming hot cup of coffee. “ I will be back in a few
minutes” she stated. He said to me, “be sure to ask her to tell you her
story”. As she approached our table, I asked her just that. She set the
coffee pot down on the table and began.
“It was a few years back that it all happened. You see I had a husband who
has a pro golfer but loved his women and his alcohol”. I worked as a
Surgical assistant. I was taking care of the children, working and trying
to take care of everything. One day a semi truck trailer ran me off the
road and that was the final straw. My life was out of control and I hated
every minute of it. I went into work and told them I was done. I was
crying and shaking and really thought I was going to lose it. I left there
and got in the car and just started driving. Through the tears, the anger,
the pain, I navigated the highway.
I just drove and was led here to this town.
Upon arriving, I tried to find a place to rent. Of course the time of year
I arrived was not a good time to find a place to rent as tourist season
was about to begin. However, I was very fortunate that a woman had
overheard me in the town hall inquiring for a place to live. She led me to
a wonderful place on Drake’s Landing. I signed the lease and I packed up
the kids and our belongings and came here to start my new life.
As she told her story, I looked at the beautiful painting of Drake’s
landing that hung so exquisitely on the wall. It was a painting that she
herself had done. Also the front large windows of the restaurant had
beautiful murals painted on them by her.
We chatted and she told me she always had this creative side in her but it
never really came out a whole lot until after all these events that
happened in her life. She stated a long lasting impressionable statement
to me which was: “ you know Robin, you will feel it when you are on the
path you are to be on”. Her path was to be able to serve people, make
people happy, make people feel good about themselves and best of all to be
able to capture such feelings in her paintings. She is able to share all
of that with so many.
She told us that she has married in the last year and that her husband is
the love of her life and that he spoils her in so many good ways. She said
I am so happy! Her happiness truly shined through. A woman who had been
through so much in her life. A woman who had felt so much pain. A woman
who’s true gifts and love had been buried deep for so many years.
I admired her. She took a hold of life. She embraced it. She met the
challenges of starting over head on. She did not allow her fears to hold
her back. She knew she deserved more. She got in that car and started to
seek her freedom and her life out. She was living her dreams. She was
truly now enjoying life.
Out of all my memories of my trip to Maine, the “special breakfast” that
was fed to me that morning was one of the most memorable. That loving
sweet waitress will never know how much she touched my heart and life that
morning. She not only served me breakfast. She served me inspiration,
courage and hope.
As she walked away from the table, he took my hand and said I thought you
might appreciate that story seeing all you yourself have been through. You
see I have had so many struggles in my life. There have been many
beginnings and many ends. So many nights, I crawl into bed wondering what
is my path of life? Just when I think I got it figured out, it all
As I sit here tonight and write, I think of that painting of Drake’s
Landing. The beauty and peace of it. My life now has beauty and peace in
it. There are moments of uncertainty that come creeping in from time to
time. With having nine days in such a beautiful place as Kennebunk,
hearing the ocean, seeing the sunrise and walking hand in hand with the
one I love, I truly know what it is to be on the path of true love.
I have aspirations deep within me yearning to come out. Yearning to share
themselves with me and the wide world of life. Who would ever have thought
that one of the keys to unlocking them, would come from being served
breakfast in a small cozy corner of Maine.?
Yes, Heather you are right. One will know when they are on the path they
are to be on.
I thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me see that is all
there waiting for me to grab hold and live my dreams.
May you continue to be blessed and enjoy all that life has to offer you.
Copyright 2006 by Robin Walters. All Rights Reserved.
Walters is an alcoholic relationship survivor and writer in New York
state. Robin still longs to be a school teacher, but now satisfies that
longing by sharing her life experiences in the hope that her lessons will
lighten the load for others. She may be contacted at email@example.com.
Read more of her writings at www.EmpoweredRecovery.com/robin