Life in a Southern Town

I have a lot on my mind lately, unfortunately not much of it makes it to my blog for one reason or another.  Do you ever have days where it seems like reality is really setting in?  

I took Karsen out to lunch today since we have the day to ourselves.  We walked into the restaurant and it was packed, packed with church goers and families.  I looked around hunting for a table for my little boy and I.  We sat on the same side of the booth.  I needed to sit on the same side as him, not only because he needs help eating, but because I felt so alone.  I needed the shelter of my 3 year old son to make me not feel so lonely.  There we were, amongst the laughter and joy of the crowded restaurant.  It seems like everyone here knows one another and are always stopping at eachother's tables to say hi.  I don't know anyone.  No one knows me.  I'm just a single mom in a booth sheltering my little one.  Do you ever look at people in a restaurant and wonder what their story is?  Maybe they looked at me and thought we were just passing through?  No, I'm a suddenly single mom.  My husband left.  He doesn't call.  He doesn't ask.  He doesn't care.

So we sat there, I wiped cheese from his face and his shirt.  People looked, I felt self-conscious.  It feels like overnight I've become alone.  I'm a single mother in a small town eating amongst strangers.  The crowd yelled out 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY PASTOR RON" and Pastor Ron raised his hands in joy.  I don't know Pastor Ron, I'm not sure I even know myself.  

I'm just a single mom living in a small southern town.