Don’t Worry Mom, One Day She’ll Be There!


IMAG1038These were the words my son spoke today. As he watched me having my meltdown with the people around me and their lack of courtesy with my mom.

We were at another crowded place and I had to find out that there was no way for my mom to see one of the shows unless I parked her wheelchair and walked her up three flights of stairs.

There was a wall which went around the dolphin pool and people were standing in front of it. I saw a young couple up front and next to them a woman with her Ipad, and it looked like her husband and son. Her husband held a camera.

As the dolphins cames swimming by and splashed, the group came flying back, right into my mom. I was so angry that they had been warned that water would splash them, yet they ran, as if it was a Tsunami, without any regard for those behind them.

I had my mom back up all the way against the back wall and here it comes again. This time the woman and her son, came flying back. I looked at her with a glare, as my mom was already having difficulty seeing because she was holding up her Ipad¬†and filming. Something I’ve always thought to be¬†incredibly stupid. First of all, why would you film something with an Ipad? Isn’t it like taking a piece of wood and holding it above your head? Never mind that the woman was already taking up too much room with her body in front of my little mom. But to also be holding up this thing? Why would you want to film a whole show which you could just watch? You have to be detached from the moment as you’re engaged in something like this.

Then, she gets her nice little perch in front of us again, and the dolphins come swimming by and she’s running back again. This time, I put my hand out, and I think I may have given her a little shove. Yep, I did it and I wasn’t feeling one bit of guilt.

I remembered back to the time we went to Disney and I had my mom in her wheelchair at the front, to see the parade. At the last minute, all these people crowded in front of her and she was looking at their backs.

Then to make it worse, they had all been sitting on the ground. But not when the parade started. No. They all had to begin standing. These are people who were in the front row! If I had a microphone I would have said, “Hey, listen all of you! If you’re sitting in the front on the ground, don’t be stupid and stand to obstruct the view of those behind you!” Yes, this would have been my announcement because some people are just to dense to figure it out.

But as I said to my son, “Let’s get grandma out of here, before I go ghetto on somebody!” I heard him say, “Don’t worry mom. One day she’ll be there.” “What?” I asked.

“One day that woman is going to be like grandma and she’ll see what it’s like.” “Wow!” I thought, my son really is sensitive.

I guess all isn’t lost. I think I’m presented with new challenges every day. I find myself wondering why something that seems to be common sense, just isn’t to some people.

But hearing my son say that, made it seem a little less irritating. So he really is learning. That is a huge consolation.Because, “One day I’ll be there.”