Last week, we went on an overnight trip to Buffalo, NY and we ate in restaurants. Our kids were in heaven. So were we.
Halfway home we stopped at Crackerbarrel and when the nice waitress brought our check, she plopped a bag of candy corn on the table, right in front of Riley.
"This is from an older gentleman who just left. He wanted to give it to your children because they were so cute and well behaved."
Now...
We are eating wheat again.
We are eating dairy again.
We are not eating junk.
(and by we, I mean them...mama's gotta have her chocolate,daddy's gotta have his pizza).
Riley looked at me with big, hopeful, hazel eyes.
Seth stared at the bag on the table, filled with orange, yellow, and white artificially colored, artificially flavored, chemical triangles.
Pure sugar.
On our way out of Buffalo, we'd stopped at a little holistic pharmacy/gift shop. Todd and the kids stayed in the car.
A tiny statue caught my eye. Impulsively, I added it to my purchases. It is a woman, with an open heart. Her hands cup around it, and inside is a tiny bird. The bird is not attached. You can take it out and put it back in.
The paper with it read,
Release
"As you take flight remember
that you are surrounded by the
limitless space of my heart. I
see your wisdom, truth and
beauty, and know you are
protected from harm.
Blessed Be!"
"Can we eat the candy corn Mommy?" She asked.
"Can we?" He pleaded.
I paused.
Then, nodded.
They looked at each other like they'd won the lottery.
I caught Todd's smiling eyes across the table,
took a deep breath in,
exhaled,
and felt myself
let go.
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11 comments:
I love you for this.
What a good mother you are.
In the words of Miss M, you are being a total Flex Head.
xo
What an awesome story! I love that you allowed yourself to let go. I will admit I'm holding my breath to see what the sugar rush did to them and whether you'll do it again.
What a cool statue.
That was sure nice of the gentleman.
Aww, you always do it to me.
love that.
:)
Sometimes you do have to just let go. :-)
BTW, I couldn't help but laugh. I used the phrase "pure sugar" about these little triangle devils the other day when the hubby reached for them.
I feel the same way about freeze pops.
Letting go - ti seems to be what it's all about!
I bet those two were in HEAVEN! Watch out for Halloween...pretty soon there will be candy corn everywhere!
All together now. . .
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad.
You're the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire.
You're an O'Neill drama; you're Whistler's mama; you're Camembert.
You really are an incredible mother, Michelle. And an all-round great human, too.
Love how they feel they won the lottery, and how HT totally defers to you! You've got it going on, Sistah!
Love it.
And this poem was exactly what i needed in this moment!
thanks.
It was nice of the man to send over the candy, but I think the waitress should have handed it to you and not plopped it down in front of Riley.
Great post as always!
Wow! What an exciting time! Candy corn! I hope there will be some bad, bad sugar in our future every once in a while. Well, for the boys. I get more than enough sugar. We're not ready for wheat and dairy...yet!
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