A Sobering Moment
I was out doing some last minute shopping today. Stop. That’s a total lie. Let me start over…
I made a quick run to the liquor store after noticing I only had one bottle of wine in my house. That is completely unacceptable during the holidays, especially when my back-up-plan, Mrs. AK, is busy entertaining family.
Anyway.
The entire time I’m in the store I can hear a small child crying, but it wasn’t until I was in line behind her that I could understand what she was saying. “Buuuuutttttt, mom, I want a drink!” She wailed this over and over, occasionally swapping the word want for the word need. Her mother finally snapped and said, “NO! You don’t need a drink, I need a drink and we’re going straight home so I can have one!” At this point everyone started consoling the mother. One woman telling her we’ve all been through it. Another rubbing her back and telling her to take a deep breathe.
And I think that’s what the holidays are all about, consoling complete strangers because we’re all having a hard time getting through them.
I think you’ve stumbled upon the true meaning of Christmas. It makes sense. We’re all struggling to get through the holiday, every single one of us. Let’s help each other survive.
And here I thought the moral of the story was that Christmas is all about letting children suffer from thirst. Oh well.
I’m sitting here judging this woman as I’m having a christmas cocktail and listening to my baby cry himself to sleep. No way I’m throwing that first stone.
Love you Sarah, Merry Christmas!
Amen to that!
and i’ll drink to that…
I’ve consistently found people to be much kinder at the liquor stores here then they ever were at church. Funny that…