Yesterday afternoon, I was sitting in my office, chatting with a co-worker on the phone. I happened to look out my window to see a family sitting outside my window having lunch. Unfortunately this family looked like maybe they were struggling financially and the concept of family may not be first in their minds. The looked pretty dirty, unkempt, and were smoking the entire time with there three young kids (ages 2-5 maybe) present. (Please don't mistake me. I'm not judgmental about smoking. I just don't think you should smoke around children.)
As I was chatting away with my co-worker I looked out just in time to watch the father pull back his left hand and slap one of the little boys hard across the face. I had just witnessed a father hitting his son. All of sudden my heart felt empty, hopeless. What on earth could cause a parent to slap their child so violently, while looking them in the eyes, and in public. It made me physically ill and I was having a hard time getting a grip.
I didn't know what to do or how to react. I had to end my conversation with my co-worker because I couldn't get past it. My choices for action consisted of 1) Do nothing; 2) Ask security to talk to them, but in reality, they were doing nothing wrong; or 3) Go talk to them myself and tell them what I witnessed. I so wanted to choose 3 but what would it do but possibly put myself in danger. The father was scary looking. I didn't want to put myself in a risky situation. And security couldn't do anything. They weren't breaking any rules. In the end I decided to do nothing. I just packed up my bag and went home to hold my baby girl.
The rest of the evening I was very melancholy. I don't think I've ever held Riley so tight. Today, sitting in the office, looking out my window, I can't shake yesterday's image from my head. I know I'll move past it but I just keep second guessing myself. Is there anything I could have done differently? Could I have made a difference? A small part of my heart is broken for that little boy. I can't even imagine how his life must be.
Because this hasn't been my usual, cheery, happy, everything is great post, I'll at least leave you with a picture of me and the princess. You may also notice I've cut my hair OFF and dyed it brown. BIG change! I'm getting it used to it but I miss my long, highlighted hair. I've also included a picture of me and the princess from the day we brought her home.


