Last night the hubs and I went on a date to Outback.
Sidenote: that place is delicious.
We definitely had a Bloomin' Onion! YUM!
Anyway.
As we were waiting for our table, an elderly man in a huge cowboy hat struck up a random conversation with us, discussing the rainy weather, hunting (seeing as my hubs was in his camo jacket), and anything else that came to mind. He was so friendly and the light conversation definitely helped to pass the time.
He got called to his table and we said our goodbyes. We assumed he was the first to arrive and was waiting for his family. We thought nothing else about it. A few minutes later, we were called to our table. Once we sat down, we noticed our sweet cowboy sitting in a little corner by himself, enjoying his dinner, looking completely content with life.
And the truth is...he inspired me. I'll admit it, I'd never go eat anywhere by myself. I'm way too self-conscious and I would feel like people were thinking "oh that poor girl doesn't have any friends." And that is shameful, because who really cares what anyone else thinks? We don't know that man's story. Maybe his wife has passed, maybe his family was simply out of town, but regardless, the man wanted Outback and he went.
And I want to be that carefree and brave.
Would y'all go eat somewhere by yourself? If y'all do, I admire it!
Love, love!!
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