I didn't hear from nor get to see my son or grandson for Mothers day. The reason why, is another story in itself. I read the posts of everyone talking about their children visiting, doing this and that for them on Mothers day - part of it saddens me, for myself - but I am joyous for the goodness that kids do for their parents.
Today I went to Lamar University for lunch. It's a great variety of food, cheap enough, and, in the past, I watch the students milling about with each other. Their exuberance and laughter puts joy in my heart!
Standing in line, a young man walks up behind me and Jess. "Ma'am, may I buy ya'll's lunches today, because I have a lot of unused credits that will be wasted?"
I asked, "May I pay you for them?"
He smiled, "No ma'am I didn't get to see my mother for mother's day, it would be an honor for you to consider this as a belated mother's day gift."
I thanked him. Jess asked his name. The young man's name is "Jack".
In normal routine, I hugged Jack and thanked him for his kindness.
I was thrilled with the act of kindness. The kindness made me cry. I never ask for anything from others. God knew I needed that little act of kindness and tenderness from a "son" - though it wasn't mine - the meaning was powerful to my heart.
I think of the comment to "pay it forward". I "pay it forward" all the time - never thinking that one day it would be my turn to receive. I will do more "pay it forwards" now - I know the joy of receiving.
I hope that from years long ago - that I taught my son to be kind like this. I hope that he finds the joy that he is looking for with a mother, perhaps even in a stranger, since evidently, it isn't with me. And, I hope that he makes a gray-haired lady smile and get weepy from the simple joy, just like Jack did to me today.
A few days late, but yes, I had a great mothers day!
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