We have a neighbor who's a young mom of two. She's in the process of a divorce and she's recently gone back to school. I know she must be exhausted, but I usually can't think of many ways to help. Since we homeschool, I don't have much free time to give.
Last week, she was mowing her lawn and her mower broke mid-lawn. There was just this giant square of tall grass in the middle of her front yard. I felt so bad for her, but thought her dad would help her out. A few days later, Glen offered to mow it for her on Friday when he mowed ours. What an opportunity to teach our kids to reach out. I was so proud of Riley! While Glen used the weed-eater, Riley mowed her lawn. Everything was going just as Glen had planned, until a stick or rock flew up and busted out the back windshield of my car.
Uggh! What are you gonna do? Right after our discussion about the money we need to put back for our trip to Chicago in November (for my brother's wedding), and the shower I'm giving his fiance in October, and well, let's not forget Christmas......BAM!
The hardest part was the initial conversation. I heard Glen tell Riley to wait on the porch and "whatever you do, don't come in." As he began to tell me the story of what happened, I jumped to conclusions and thought Riley was hurt. I began to tear up, only to find out it was only the window. I think that may have been his plan:)
Glen cleaned up the glass and covered the opening as neatly as he could with a trash bag (until we bought a drop cloth, which was much better) and bright green tape (Hey! It's what we had!). I wasn't embarrassed (okay, maybe a little), but it was so annoying. It was really noisy and every time I picked up speed, it inflated like a parachute!
Monday morning, I was taking Grayson to orchestra class at the junior high and we couldn't hear each other over the racket in the back! I said, "I'm really sorry about this Grayson. I know it's embarrassing to be dropped off with a trash bag on the window." Words cannot begin to describe my feelings regarding her reaction. She said, "Why would I be embarrassed? This is just life, Mom. No biggee". What did she say? Are you kidding me?
Glen and I talked about her reaction and he said, "Would you have been embarrassed at her age?" I don't know. I hope not, but I see so much shallowness on television, that I guess I made the assumption that she would be. Shame on me!
The neighbor bought our family pizza for helping her! What a blessing! The window was fixed yesterday, and even though I would rather have not spent the money on a new window, we got a good deal on it (Thanks, God) and I learned a little something about my daughter - and me. Lessons don't come cheap around our house:)