Sunday Church and Brunch

After morning church, my twin and I stopped in at Tommy Bahama’s on Market Street—one of my favorite places to eat—where we lingered over a delicious brunch while sharing laughter and easy conversation.

When dessert arrived, however—Pineapple Crème Brûlée—our words gave way to the unintelligible noises we always seem to make when something sweet and delectable hits the table. You know what I mean?

Afterward, we strolled a bit in the afternoon sun, simply enjoying the familiar comforts of each other’s company. A few photos for the scrapbook, and then we headed home. Just a brief time together but greatly uplifting.

I’ve never lived without Dayle. I hope I never have to. On the proverbial sea of life, she’s been my rock, my compass, and my lighthouse. God knew I would need her, and he knows I still do.