I WAS A PROTECTIVE MOTHER

Today is the last day of July, 2014.  Another month ends without her.  There are days in my life now that when I think of her I either cry some or smile.  It's all in the memories that come to my mind.  Remembering today about how she was as a little girl.  I guess I must have been over protective because I remember making her hold my hand most of the time especially when we went out to the shopping centers, etc.


 Today, as I was shopping in a discount store I came across a little girl that must have been about 5 years of age.  She was alone and in the middle of a store isle crying her head off.  I stopped and questioned her as to where was her mommy.  She said she didn't know so I gently got ahold of her hand and told her I would walk her to the cashier and see if she could find her mommy.  She was trembling and kept shedding tears as we approached the cashier.


 The cashier was nice and announced on the intercom that there was a little girl lost and would the mother please come up to the station 5 cashier station.  I waited with the little girl.  A boy that looked to me about 12 years of age came up and yanked and pulled  the little girl's hand and said, "Boy, are you gonna get it." "Mom is going to spank you when we get home."  Then he walked away with the little girl.


  I stood there and thought to myself what kind of a mother would do something like that.  If it was me I would have ran right up to Jeannette and held her and wiped her tears if she would have been lost.  That incident was disturbing to me and as I drove home I thought about Jeannette and how much I loved her and wished to God she was a little girl again so I could have her in my car.


 Of coarse all strapped down on the car seat.