Wednesday, July 29, 2015

To The Stranger With A Kind Face



I buckled the boys into their car seats and then climbed into the driver’s seat. I turned the key and glanced at the clock. 1:41-the clock told me. Well that explains a lot…I thought to myself.
1 hour + 30 minutes earlier:
We were walking into the Verizon store. It had already been a busy morning with both boys in tow. Taylor had a check up at the doctor’s office after which we made a trip to Wal-Mart. The last errand was a trip to the Verizon store to pick up our preordered phone upgrades. In my mind I thought we would be in and out in 15-20 minutes tops. In reality? Ha. Haha. Wake up and smell the coffee, girl. It was well over an hour before we walked out. Before we finally were able to make our escape, I had resolved that I would never do such a thing again with both boys along. Oh, everything was fine at first. Taylor was asleep in his car seat which I had carried into the store. Jaxon was momentarily happy sitting on the stool. And then…Taylor woke up. He was content at first but then his hunger got the better of him. The time was beginning to stretch long and Jaxon was beginning to grow restless. Before long things were getting a little chaotic even though I was desperately trying to keep calm and cool and also trying to make sure my children were calm and cool.
I have no idea what the other store patrons must have thought. They were probably wondering why in the world I was bringing two small children into the store and why on earth did I have two children so close in age? If they weren’t…well, I was. Not that I don’t love both of my children with a very fierce love…because boy oh boy do I love those little guys. I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world. But let’s be honest, there are days when having two children who only have 14 months between them suddenly doesn’t seem like such a great idea after all. [Disclaimer: there are also days where it is totally worth it; like when Jaxon insists on holding Taylor’s hand while they’re riding next to each other in the truck]
Jaxon was on the edge of a meltdown. I was feeding Taylor with one hand and pointing out cars and trucks to Jaxon with the other. And then…a dear sweet lady came up to me. She had been in the store when I got there. She came up to me and told me that she had had two children 18 months apart. Without actually saying it, I could tell she was telling me that she understood how I was feeling. And then that dear sweet lady offered to take Jaxon for a walk around the store. He actually let her which was a surprise to me. It was only a few minutes of reprieve but it was enough. I honestly didn’t know whether I should feel thankful or embarrassed. Thankfulness won.
Several minutes after she returned with Jaxon, the sales person finally finished up with our phones. I made my escape as quickly as possible and even though I didn’t get a chance to thank that dear sweet lady, I hope she knows how grateful I was to her.
Maybe someday I’ll have the opportunity to ease someone else’s burden.
Have you ever had something like this happen to you? Do you keep an eye out for ways to help other people in this manner?

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