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Zombies in the Nursery

Zombies in the Nursery


Monday, October 1, 2012


Getting Better every day!! SLOWLY but still better.
I was at Walmart sitting on the bench in the Pharmacy while my hubby was getting a few things. Sounds boring but I don't get out much. While I was sitting there, on the bench behind me was a father and son. The son was late 40's the father 70 something.  They were waiting to find out if the Dr had called the Pharmacy. The father was talking with the son regarding why they were waiting.
The father was trying to explain to the son that his medication was 200.00 and the dr was trying to find something comparable at a lesser price. All the son did was complain that it was his day off and 6 days a week 12 hours a day he was working in a store and now he was sitting in a store on his day off waiting for medicine forhis father.  He repeated it 4 or 5 times the father began apologizing. I was so angry, sad, upset almost shaking that this man who had no time for this aligning and sick father. I could not just sit there.  So I quelled my anger and tears.  I turned around and calmly said to the elderly man, "If you need a ride home after you get your medication , my husband and I will be happy to take you home."  As the son glared at me I told him "Someday you will be standing and looking at a hole in the ground and I hope you are sorry for being so selfish and dis respectful to your father".  The son sat there a moment and then got up and walked away, the father took my hand and squeezed it and said Thank you for caring".  Then he got up and walked away.  I felt so sad I thought that I was going to burst into tears.  I sat back down wishing I was not alone in a busy store.
My Husband walked up to me and I lost it.  He said "Oh honey it is to soon for you to be out I should have let you stay home.  I did not tell him until dinner 
what had happened.
This is the Month of my Daddy's death, 19 years ago.  I would do any thing to have him here, anything.
If you are Lucky and your parents are still alive, Make sure they know you love them. No matter what kind of childhood you may have had.

1 comment:

  1. This is the month I lost my momma. It has only been 2 years, but it sure feels like a hundred. I miss her so much. Sometimes people, like the son in the story, need to be reminded how important family is. I am sorry that you lost your dad. I wish your dad and my mom were both her.