different perspective.

Tonight as my mom and I were at dinner, a father and son sat down at a table across from us. Whenever I am out, I'm always aware of people around me. I guess I call myself a "people watcher". I am so intrigued by others. But this dad and little boy seemed to really touch my heart. As I looked over at them, it almost broke my heart to pieces. One person would look at them and see a father and son, and look at my mom and I and see a mother and daughter. However, the interaction between them was nonexistent. I wasn't sure, but it looked as though his parents were divorced. Maybe even a recent divorce. The dad with no ring on his hand, trying to take his son out and spend time with him that he may not get to do very much. The dad was on his blackberry off and on between their entire dinner and the boy had his hand nudged in his cheek keeping his head up from boredom. Their faces were concealed with a look of sadness. There was a guy there to entertain the children, making them all kinds of animals and hats out of balloons. I watched the little boy as he starred at the other kids and their families having fun with their balloons. Of course, when the boy got there the balloon man wasn't there anymore. I could see on his face, if he could just get a balloon like the other kids, that would give him a second of happiness.
I had to look away from them because starring at them any longer I would have broke down in tears. The dad looked at the boy maybe once every 10 minutes and hardly spoke at all. They were both so silent. I began to pray for this little boy and his father. They were in need of some kind of happiness, love. Little did they know, they are blessed to have each other.
I looked over at them again a few minutes later, and saw the father finally look at his son and read his lips saying "I love you". A huge smile out of know where lit up my face. Right then, the balloon guy was walking towards their table to make the little boy the balloon he had been wanting. His blue balloon train sat on the table right beside him as he ate the rest of his dinner. Even just the smallest things can have such a huge impact. God is so good. He is everywhere.
I thank Him everyday for my mom. The relationship that I am so blessed to have with my mom is uncomparable. Seeing the same scenario of a father and son, just like my mom and I, yet such different ways of communication. I know my mom and I have a different relationship. People notice that a lot. We are just the same bubbly, happy, smiley person with laughter for days. I can only hope and pray that this little boy and his father become closer as he grows up. I know his father loves him and I pray that that boy grows up to know he is LOVED!