Breakwater chat

Normally I start walking, and just follow my feet, or take the direction with the fewest number of people, but today I had a strong desire to revisit the breakwater. Toffee used to take me there frequently on our walks. He loved to go in the direction of the ocean, and I usually followed his lead. I haven’t to the breakwater since before Toffee died.

It was early so there weren’t people out walking yet. I came upon a gentleman who was walking slowly and steadily using his walker. We exchanged a few pleasant comments about the weather, then I wished him a good day and kept walking to the lighthouse at the far end of the breakwater.

On my way back I stopped to chat further with this man. He told me that he walked on the breakwater every morning, just as he and his wife had done for decades. She passed away 6 months ago. “We had a very good life together,” he said with a smile. We talked about summers that they spent in Kaslo, near the town where I grew up. As we said good-bye, he stated that “life is good. There are always new adventures, new things to experience.”