A Shopping Experience

Today my mother and I went to the mall, which is about a fifteen minute drive from my house. We were mainly going so I could get my hair cut, but then we ended up shopping and eating and all those fun sorts of things. 

So, as it always is around the holidays, the mall is packed with a wide variety of people. As we drive into the parking lot, a girl of about seven just strolls into our path. My mom stops of course, but this girl's mother gives my mom the coldest glare. They engage in a stare down (my mom wins). But it really got me to thinking: why are some people so irritable and ungrateful?  My mother allowed them to cross, after all. While that was an unpleasant experience, we scored a parking spot right outside the door of the salon. It's a blessing really, given that it is close to zero degrees outside (no, I'm not exaggerating.) 

After reaching the safety of the warm salon, I could not be more excited to get my hair cut. It had become damaged and I also wanted a change. Then we find out I'm scheduled for a child's appointment so the hairstylist only has time to cut it! It was not even washed or styled and after looking in the mirror I was in horror. I looked awful in my opinion. And it was not the hair, but how it looked with my face. I was practically in tears as I left with my mother. 

I moped around the mall as we ventured into Macy's. I was browsing the jewelry when my mother said she called the salon. I was confused. It's not as though they could glue my hair back on. We return anyways and the stylist washes it and works what must have been magic. When she finished, I was smiling. I made a decision to be confident no matter what. 

After the hair scare, I was famished, so we made way to the crowded food court. It's weird. I love cities and excitement and movement, but I hate crowds sometimes. Odd, huh?

As I was walking, a father with his young daughter dropped his receipt as he was carrying their food to a table. He realized he dropped something, but I decided to pick it up for him. Something about the tone of his voice as he thanked me genuinely pleased me. He seemed so appreciative of my small deed, and I was grateful that I was able to help. (It's the small things that bring about smiles, I've learned). 

After that my mom bought a dress and we both bought new pairs of shoes. It was so much fun! Right before we left, my mom bought me a frozen lemonade. I was desperately craving one, and was so grateful when she offered to buy one. 

It was an eventful, yet completely fun evening with my mother and I realized how much I love her and how much she's loves me. Until next time xxx.