Table for Two

Table for Two
by Kirsten Burgess


He sits by himself at a table for two. The Waiter returns to his side and asks, "Would you like to go ahead and order, sir?" The man has, after all been waiting since seven o'clock --- almost half and hour. "No, thank you," the man smiles. "I'll wait for her a while longer." "How about some more coffee?" "Certainly, sir." The man sits, his clear blue eyes gazing straight through the flowered centerpiece. He fingers his napkin, allowing the sounds of light chatter, tinkling silverware, and mellow music to fill his mind. He is dressed in a sport coat and tie. His dark brown hair is neatly combed, but one stray lock insists on dropping to his forehead. The scent of his cologne adds to his clean-cut image. He is dressed up enough to make a companion feel important, respected, loved. Yet, he is not so formal as to make one uncomfortable. It seems that he has taken every precaution to make others feel as ease with him. Still, he sits alone. The waiter returns to fill the man's coffee cup. "Is there anything else I can get you, sir?" "No, thank you." The waiter remains standing at the table. Something tugs at his curiosity. "I don't mean to pry but..." his voice trails off. This line of conversation could jeopardize his tip. "Go ahead," the man encourages. He is strong, yet sensitive, inviting conversation. "Why do you bother waiting for her?" the waiter finally blurts out. This man has been at the restaurant other evenings, always patiently alone. He says very quietly, "Because she needs me." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "Well, sir, no offense, but assuming that she needs you, she sure isn't acting much like it. She's stood you up three times just this week." The man winces, and looks down at the table. "Yes, I know." "Then why do you still come here and wait?" "Cassie said that she would be here." "She's said that before," the waiter protests. " I wouldn't put up with it. Why do you?" Now the man looks up, smiles at the the waiter, and simply says, "Because I love her." The waiter walks away, wondering how one could love a girl who stands him up three times a week. The man must be crazy, he decides. Across the room, he turns to look at the man again. The man slowly pours cream into his coffee. He twirls his spoon between his fingers a few times before stirring sweetener into his cup. After staring for a moment into the liquid, the man brings the cup to his mouth and sips, silently watching those around him. He doesn't look crazy, the waiter admits. Maybe the girl has qualities that I don't know about. Or maybe the man's love is stronger than most. The waiter shakes himself out of his musing to take an order from a party of five. The man watches the waiter, and wonders if he's ever been stood up. The man has, many times. But he still can't get used to it. Each time, it hurts. He's looked forward to this evening all day. He has many things, exciting things, to tell Cassie. But, more importantly, he wants to hear Cassie's voice. He wants her to tell him all about her day, her triumphs, her defeats...anything, really. He has tried so many times to show Cassie how much he loves her. He'd just like to know that she cares for him, too. He sips sporadically at the coffee, & loses himself in thought, knowing that Cassie is late, but still hoping she'll arrive. The clock says 9:30, then the waiter returns to the man's table, "Is there anything I can get you?" The still empty chair stabs at the man. "No, I think that will be all for tonight. May I have the check please?" "Yes, sir." When the waiter leaves, the man picks up the check. He pulls out his wallet and sighs. He has enough money to have given Cassie a feast. But he takes out only enough to pay for the five cups of coffee and the tip. Why do you do this, Cassie? His mind cries as he gets up from the table. "Good-bye." The waiter says, as the man walks towards the door. "Good-night. Thank-you for your service." "You're welcome, sir." The waiter says softly, for he sees the hurt in the man's eyes that his smile can't hide. The man passes a laughing, young couple on his way out, and his eyes glisten as he thinks of the good times he and Cassie could have had. He stops at the front and makes reservations for tomorrow. Maybe Cassie will be able to make it, he thinks. "Seven o'clock tomorrow for a party of two?" The hostess confirms. "That's right," the man replies. "Do you think she'll come?", Asks the hostess. She doesn't mean to be rude, but she has watched the man many times alone at his table for two. "Someday, yes. And I will be waiting for her." The man buttons his overcoat and walks out of the restaurant, alone. His shoulders are hunched, but through the windows, the hostess can only guess whether they are hunched against the wind or the man's hurt. As the man turns towards home, Cassie turns into bed. She is tired after an evening out with her friends. As she reaches towards her nightstand to set the alarm, she sees the note that she had scribbled to herself last night. "7:00 - Spend some time in prayer," it says. Darn, she thinks. She forgot again. She feels a twinge of guilt but quickly pushes it away. She needed that time with her friends. Now she needs her sleep. She can pray tomorrow night. Jesus will forgive her. And she's sure he doesn't mind.

Where does the time go?

I have no idea how so much time goes by between the times when I am writing here in my blog. I think I will do better "the next time", and before I know it, 2 weeks or more have passed and I haven't written again. Not sure it really matters that much, since there is not much of anyone reading it anyway, (Nathalie and Marica are you out there?), but I do want to at least hit on the highlights just for memory sakes and for the 2 of you when ever you may have time to pop in and see what is going on in our lives.

The biggest news in our lives right now is last Thursday, Sept. 13th, Adam bought his first car!! (I haven't downloaded the photo from the camera yet, but will upload them as soon as I do.) We went out to dinner at Cici's Pizza and afterwards stopped by the mall since they were having a big parking lot used car sale just to look for cars. We didn't really plan on finding one since it appeared that most were way more expensive that what Adam could afford. We talked to one of the salesmen and told him what we were looking for and he found one that Adam really liked and that is what we ended up buying. It still was more than we had originally planned, but we payed for part of it and Adam will pay us back for some too. He bought a metallic turquoise Pontiac Grand Am. It is a really nice car...perfect for a first car for Adam. The only problem is, he still doesn't have his license! He isn't too far from being able to get it, I think just a bit more time behind the wheel and some parallel parking practice and he can go and take the test. He did drive his car to work on Friday and then Jared and I took it to the mall. It drove really nice. It feels so funny to drive a car after driving a van all of these years. I feel like I am sitting on the road.

Lori and I had our last scrapbook show of he year the weekend after Labor Day. It was he Midwest Scrapbook show in Indy and we hosted the crop on Friday night as well. as usual, it was a lot of work, but it turned out to be a good show for us and I made enough money to pay off my laptop, which was perfect! I never would have been able to save up enough to buy this computer if it hadn't of been for these scrapbook shows, so all of the work was worth it, I guess.

We had our first night of Word of Life last Wednesday and it went really well. So far we have 10 teens, 7 girls and 3 boys, but I expect that there will be more as the year goes on. Sunday was the RUSH kick off party and it seems strange to have both boys in RUSH this year. Jared, being a freshman, got initiated with the other freshmen and came home with make up all over his face and weird colored hair with glitter in it. HA! They also played weird Olympics and I guess the games were pretty crazy.

We now have one week of school under our belts and I guess it is going fairly well. There are things that aren't getting done as I would like, but I guess I should have expected that. I have Jared on a more structured schedule this year, which I think will help, but some how he still manages to not get everything done. I guess I am going to have to be more careful in checking to make sure he has done what he said he has done. Last Monday morning both of the boys went to see Josh McDowell at First Baptist church. He came to speak for one of his Bold Truth Seminars. Josh McDowell There was also a parent seminar in the evening and I went with Esther Flora. I was a really a great seminar. I am very glad that I went.

Tonight we started a new Bible Study at church, Beth Moore's Breaking Free.
http://www.lifewaystores.com/lwstore/product.asp?isbn=0767391128
I just love her studies and I all ready know that this will be a great one.