In the spirit of Halloween I’d like to tell the following story.
On the magical and much haunted island of Martha’s Vineyard.. in the town of Oak Bluffs.. in a restored Victorian home is a restaurant called The Sweet Life Cafe. In this house in the 1930’s lived a daughter and her mother. In this house the mother passed away. That woman was my grandmother and the daughter was my mother. I had never met my grandmother as she passed on long before my parents were married but I always felt a closeness to her.
A few years ago my daughter and I decided to treat ourselves to dinner at the Sweet Life Cafe… we’d never eaten there but felt the time was right. It was around 5 o’clock on a beautiful cloudless and breezeless May evening so we opted to sit on the patio in the garden as it was empty and peaceful. We had a glass of wine and settled back to talk about our day and enjoy the pretty surroundings. The tables were beautifully laid out and each had on it a small hurricane lamp with a candle in it. We looked around and noticed that the candles on all the tables but ours were lit! Our waitress re-lit ours. The candle went out. Again she lit it. Again it went out. She came back with a new candle. Again out it went. Again she re-lit it to no avail. My daughter and I joked that our grandmothers were joining us and were definitely in a playful mood.
Later after we’d eaten I stepped inside the house for the first time ever. As I climbed the stairs to the second floor and headed down the hallway to the restroom I passed what had been three bedrooms and a feeling of comfort came over me.
Later that evening as my daughter and I were passing by the restaurant we looked in at the patio…… the candle on the table we had been sitting at was burning brightly !!