It was her necklace and earrings that caught my eye. She stood in the lobby, sorting out something about lost luggage with the man at the front desk. I was alone and so was she, unless you count her stunning blue quartz and amethyst travel companions. I first noticed her at the airport, sunglasses on with a summery dress blowing in the breeze. She seemed happy then, but now she looked upset. I followed her to the café and put on my best kind-stranger-to-the-rescue face.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
She exhaled and turned to face me. I like to think that her smile was one of pleasant surprise. "They lost my bag. My sales presentation. My samples," she said. "I was going to work all weekend, but it looks like my plans have changed."
"I assume that means you’re free for dinner."
One conversation and a lost weekend in the sun was how we started. Years later we are still together, and she still has those necklace and earrings.
Whenever she wears them, I’m reminded of the first time we met. Every time she puts on those blissful blue quartz stones and amethyst accents, I can almost feel the soft tropical breeze wash over us. It was an unforgettable trip that sparked a lifelong romance. But the best souvenir has been the years we spent together since we got back.