The other evening my husband and I met some friends at our favorite restaurant, the Yak and Yeti in Westminster, Colorado. We've been going to that restaurant for years and are good friends with the owner, Dol Battarai, who immigrated from Nepal. We've seen him through some really difficult times during the early years of his business. Now he's living the American dream with two successful restaurants, a wife (also from Nepal), three kids, a couple of houses and two cars in the garage.
We hadn't seen Dol is several months because he's been so busy running three locations (he recently sold one). So when we headed to the restaurant we didn't expect to see him there. I was so surprised when the our dear friend greeted us at the door with a big smile and "Namaste." We briefly chatted with him before sitting down with our friends for dinner. Before we left, we promised to stop by the other location for lunch on Friday (today).
Although we keep up with him on Facebook, it had been a year or so since we'd seen Andy, one of the people we were meeting for dinner that night. We had a great time catching up, discussing all sorts of topics, and laughing! We laughed about his "rebellious attitude" when he first came to work for us, and tried to count the number of nights he spent on the couch of our old shop. It was wonderful to see how happy and mature he is now.
As planned, we went to the Yak and Yeti in Arvada for lunch today. Dol greeted us at the door with a big smile and hugs. Before we could sit down, Susan, our favorite waitress, walked around the corner. We both squealed and rushed to hug one another. We all had a wonderful time getting reacquainted and catching up.
This was a week of cherished reunions. I am so grateful for the opportunity to reunite with my friends, and renew our bonds. How wonderful it was to spend time with old friends.
In the midst of my joy, I am profoundly sad to think about the many people in Haiti will not have the chance to reunite with their friends and loved ones.
"My heart bleeds and tears pour like a waterfall. May you all keep hope alive and remember there is a God who cares." comment by Jean at Boston.com