When I walked into Braum’s, I saw her sitting in the corner. She had that familiar look on her face. You probably know the one I’m talking about. Desperation had lead her to indulge her kids with a sweet treat of ice cream just so she could sit in crowded solitude for the five minutes it took them to eat it.
I have been there too!
The momma heart in me wanted to run over, hand her a $100 bill that I didn’t have, and tell her I would watch her kids while she went out and got a massage.