Sometimes you are fortunate to find somewhere in this world that holds a special place in your heart; a place you’ll remember for the rest of your life. If you are even luckier still, you’ll be blessed to have people in your life that mean the whole world to you. When these two phenomena collide at precisely the same time, you begin to understand the meaning of “heaven on earth”.
I had such an experience, an intersection.
On my birthday. On Laurito Beach. On the Amalfi Coast. In Italy.
|Da Adolfo, Positano|
Friends, fun, laughter, and a perfect day on the water.
Spaghetti with clams, thin crisp pizza, fresh whole fish, and white wine with peaches.
Pottery shards washed up onto the beach faster than we could sift through them. They took the shape of sea glass with edges tumbled terracotta.
All nine of us began a collection, looking all afternoon, each proud of our finds and keeping only our favorites. Strangers on the beach joined in because it seemed like fun and came up to me asking, “Do you like this one?”
Telling me to lie down, my friends covered me from head to toe with their brightly colored pieces. They were almost hot to the touch from being in the sun but felt splendid on my body.
As always happens, such good things must end. Yet…
I brought it all and the memory home with me. And put it somewhere else special. Somewhere I could appreciate it all summer long.
We’ll never be able to duplicate this day; this collision of such uniqueness but we made a pact to die trying. I bet we’ll come close, and it may mean more to someone else, but it will never be the same as MY day at Da Adolfo.
Red Writing Hood: Location, Location, Location
If you choose memoir this week, take us to a location that holds particular meaning for either a particular event or for your life as a whole.
You have 250 words, so make them count!