MEAN OLD LADY

Today I went to lunch at Golden Corral with Tammy and Kadyn. At the table next to us was this little old lady with a walker. She looked to be about 90 or so. She was with her son who musta been in his late 60's. And she was so mean to him!

When they first sat down, he offered to get her food for her. She bitchily said, "Why, I always have to do everything for myself." Then he said he had to go to bathroom and would be right back. While he was gone, she took her walker and got a plate. When she tried to fill it, she kept dropping everything off it onto the floor. Her son came back and took her plate. Nicely told her to go sit down and he'd bring her food. To which she replied, "Do I look like I'm helpless?" (yes, she did.)

All through the meal, she constantly complained and berated him. She didn't like the food he had brought (but she'd told him what she wanted), She didn't like the shirt he was wearing...She dreaded the drive home because he didn't know how to drive...on and on and on. I never heard her say one pleasant or nice word to him throughout their meal. I never saw her smile even once.

It was dreadful! I felt sorry for the poor son, and even sorrier for the old lady. Old age is hard enough without being bitter and unhappy. I think we have a choice there. We can choose to be bitter because we're old and unhealthy...or we can accept it and make the best of it. I would
much prefer to laugh than to cry. Oh, I'm not above feeling sorry for myself on occassion, but God help me if I ever treat anyone the way that lady treated her son!

DON'T LET THE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE THINGS YOU CAN DO. (my motto)