Yesterday, when I had dinner with my son, the beautiful waitress, just doing her job, came and asked me; “Algo mas?” (Anything else?) I responded with a subtle; “No senora, No mas. Muchas gracias.”
All of these things were new to me. Eating Salvadorian food, at a Salvadorian restaurant, with this little boy who dotes on chicken nuggets and fries. I looked at my surroundings and my son and thought; “All of you are new to my world.” My adventures are always dove into alone, and now I have this human being who tags along, waiting for me to humor him and show him if I have what it takes to enjoy life and ink a permanent smile across his face.
The other day I said to him; “Jeremiah, Mommy needs a vacation!” His innocent response; “Okay, so let’s go somewhere, like, to a hotel and you get your own bed and my own bed and we’ll have an adventure. We can go somewhere far!” I said to him; “That doesn’t sound half bad! I think we’ll do that!” He was ecstatic when he heard that I was in agreement with him. As if he were saying; “Wow! I’m only 6 and a grown up believes in my idea?” For the record, I never want that to be a surprise to him.
So I began my hunt for a destination. I considered Puerto Rico. I love Puerto Ricans. I will always say this. I love their mannerisms and their culture. It is one destination that is out of reach to my every day norms, yet keeps to some level of national security for my son and myself. But we shall see. Summer break is coming up, so let the adventures and discoveries begin.
In response to this waitress, “Algo mas?” Yes! I would like something else! I would like more leaps of faith, memories to build, to see more smiles on my sons face, more embarrassing boisterous laughs from myself, more cultural experiences that I can share with this beautiful world. Just to think, out of one visit to a restaurant, came all of these little gifts and appreciations.