MY MOMMY HAS ONE... Sometimes a child can rip your heart to shreds. Seems I needed a bolt to repair my recliner, so I drove to the Orchard hardware store. I parked in the handicapped spot just outside the garden department. Just inside the window was a bird bath with some sort of figure on the top. I got out my chair and wheeled into the store, bought the darn bolt, and was returning to the car. In front was a man, I�d guess less that thirty years old, slowly making his way with a walker. Along side him was a little boy, I would guess about four years old. By the time I over took them they were right in front of my car. I said, �Well, hi there.� The little boy pointed at the bird bath inside and said, �My mommie has one of those.� I did not understand what he was pointing at so I asked, �What does your mommie have?� His little arm stretched out toward the bird bath and he said, �You see. An angel.� I looked at the man. He said, �My wife was killed in an auto accident two years ago. There is an angel on her grave marker.� I sat silent without having a clue as to the next words. Finally I asked, �Is that why you are using a walker?� �Yes,� he said. �We were all three in the car. He was not hurt, but his mother was killed.� Again I sat through a long. clumsy silence, then said, �God bless you, Sir.� I threw the chair in the car, got in and drove away. A block down the street I stopped to wipe my eyes. All that little precious little boy had for a mom was a stone angel...
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