I spent a good portion of my time in awe of the situation and I spent a lot of silent driving time afterward processing it all. Each mom represented a different part of the journey we all are living. Each mom on her own individual journey yet in this one place she was among a mom who gets it. A mom who even though she may have just met, allows her to say the thoughts that she would never be able to say to others. A mom who doesn't feel pity or sorrow for what the other might be experiencing and who you know truly gets everything that is coming out of your mouth. A mom who isn't trying to sugar coat the words being said or making you wonder how she might handle what you are going to say.
It was a completely surreal situation to be out in a public place, laughing through serious conversations, and having what some might call taboo discussions as if we were just moms hanging out following our child's music class. I didn't feel like an inspiration or amazing or incredible or any other descriptive word that this group might be perceived by to others. I felt like I was a child on his/her first day of school wanting to run home and tell everyone about my day and how many new friends I had just made. For the first time while on this journey, I felt a sense of weightlessness. I felt a place I belonged but most of all what I felt was really just normal.
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