We did our normal thing.
Packed the wheelchair & swim stuff.
Unloaded everything in the parking lot (exhausting).
Changed and headed to the pool.
Parked the wheelchair near the door.
Time to jump in!
Low and behold, the pool was packed. No matter. We still were going to swim.
As we walked to get into the pool, I heard this hateful woman say the following to her husband:
"Now here is a hot mess duo coming our way."
It echoes in there people ... don't be a tool and talk loudly if you don't want to be heard!
Are you freaking kidding me?
I'm sorry, are you, your husband and your two kids "perfect?" Does seeing a mother with her daughter bother you? Or is it the wheelchair? Or is it my daughter smiling and laughing because she's excited?
Are you jealous of our relationship? Of me? Of our happiness?
Are you jealous that I don't care if my hair gets wet or that people can hear us singing in the water? That I squeal with delight just as much as my daughter? That we are able to have fun no matter what?
No?
Well you SHOULD BE! You dear lady will NEVER know love like I know. You will NEVER know sacrifice like I know. You will NEVER know the strength I know. You will NEVER be the mother than I am.
I made eye contact with her. Didn't say a word to her, but looked at Jocelyn and said "Some people are simply sad and have no class." I'm not going to let Jocelyn see me be THAT person.
What I really wanted to do was snatch her by her nasty colored hair {which I'm sure she thought she was rockin' so wonderfully} and hold her head under the water so she got a good cleansing ... baptize her properly so she would no longer think and say such filth to or about another person.
Yep, a good
And you know what is the ironic part? I was generous, honest and helpful before she even knew me.
How?
In the family/handicap dressing room that we used before swimming, I found two really nice phones, a wallet and car keys sitting on the chair. After we were dressed, I took everything to the front desk for the unknown person to claim.
Who did it belong too?
You guessed it -- that couple.
I knew right away with looking around the pool {because I didn't even look in the wallet}, who those items belonged too. I knew it was them. They were the only couple there and well, I just knew. I had to laugh at myself for being so nice to such an undeserving couple.
But I suppose in reality, we are ALL pretty undeserving.
Just to complete the story, the husband accidentally threw a ball in our direction and when he came to get it, I asked him if they owned a white and black phone, and if they used the family dressing room earlier. He looked at me like "why are you even talking to me," but then said "yes." At that point I told him where he could find it.
They were there the entire hour we swam but as Jocelyn and I started swimming, playing and getting a good workout in ... they suddenly didn't even exist. Truly, I was surprised that I simply did not notice them after a bit.
Big growth moment for me.
I was pretty taken back but such a nasty, derogatory remark about us today, but you know what? Jocie and I ARE hot messes!!
We are beautiful, bold, brave hot messes! I wouldn't want us any other way!!!

Omg!!! I have that growth moment a lot. But I still get angry. Not because people make comments because I believe that it's none of my business if someone is talking about me. UNTIL they do it right in front of me. Then I usually make a comment back. Usually something to the effect of you know I can hear everything you are saying. What makes me angry is when these same people then tell me I was being rude for calling them out!!! Seriously.... ummm what???? Good for you and I hope those people at least were ashamed but then people who do those things usually just don't understand how wrong that is
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