To the Stranger Who Held My Fussy Baby and Said Something I'll Never Forget

My story goes back to when my youngest son was just 18 months old. He was born with congenital hydrocephalus, spastic cerebral palsy and epilepsy.

My husband and I were attempting to have an afternoon out with the children, but my youngest son was having a particularly difficult time that day at the restaurant. He was extending, crying and being fussy. I was attempting to hold and sooth him while still interacting with my other children. We just wanted a “normal” day.

A woman approached me and asked if she could hold my son. At first I was reluctant, but after several offers, we finally allowed her to hold my son while we finished our food. We relaxed and enjoyed the meal.

When we were finished, she brought my son back to me and thanked me. She explained that once upon a time she had a son. She gave me a big, heartfelt hug and said, “Things will get better. They do get easier.”

I will never forget those words of encouragement. I will never forget that sweet stranger. About a year later we ran into her in an elevator. She smiled and said, “See, I told you it would be better.” I wish I’d thought to ask her name.

Those word come back to me whenever we reach a bump in the road. Things might be difficult but they never last.

I hope she knows what a difference she made in my life by her simple act of love.

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