Today became a tough day. I realized I needed to get outside and packed the kids in the stroller and went for an adventure. During my walk I was getting my butt kicked by the uphill climb and a mom coming down immediately started to cheer me on. I was taken aback by the sweet and simple gesture that really hit a spot for me. Then at the grocery store my kids started to WWE style fight in the stroller at checkout. I was livid! A mom quickly flagged me down to encourage me to cut in front of her in line. I was so thankful she saw my distress and tried to help in a small way. She sweetly told me her kid was at home with her husband, like she was trying to relate to me. I quickly told her my husband was on travel and she gave me a sympathetic look. Two kind acts made me appreciate my neighborhood and the village mentality I was coming across. As my next encounter was a mother with two Boy Scouts and the sweetest sales pitch I quickly felt inclined to give back. Did you know their popcorn is $25?!?!?? Well, I felt it was my turn to encourage a young salesman/fundraising/local kids to succeed at their jobs, so I bought stupidly overpriced popcorn. I eventually made it home with a stroller full of food, a bruised ego for a poorly planned adventure, but a reminder there are moms who see other moms who need help and give it out emotionally and physically when possible. I am eager to not give up on stupid adventures knowing there are others who will see me struggling by continuing to clap and cheer me on for my attempt and hope I succeed.
