So this might be a short one…but this moment keeps coming back to me. While I was in the hospital I got a call on my first day. They said it was my mom. It caught me by surprise because as far as I knew, Noone except my wife knew where I was. As confused as I was, I took the call thinking maybe Katie let my family know. So I pick up the phone and say “hello” and some lady I don’t recognize says “hi sweety” I instantly get the feeling that I don’t know this person, but I let her go on her rant about how everybody loves you and I’m so sorry I missed your first call. For about 5 minutes I let this woman let her worries out and her determination to let her son know he’s not alone. It was so sweet, I almost cried myself, to know that other families are so loving to those that are struggling. I finally break my silence and tell her I think she has the wrong Zach, but your son is lucky to have someone like you in their corner.
She replies so sweetly saying ” oh really sweetie?” She was grateful, not annoyed that I had let her say her piece. She asked me if I was okay and if I knew her son. I said I was okay and that I had not met the other Zach. She seemed disappointed that I had no news about her actual son, and after giving me (a stranger) some words of encouragement she says “hey, I love you. It was nice to meet you Zachary.” I said thank you, you’re so sweet and for that reason I love you too. Go and find your son.
I told the lady at the desk they got the wrong person but thanks anyway. As I go back to my room I am secretly pleased that there are moms like that out there. Willing to let anyone know they are not alone. I have the same faith in my moms that they would be the same. Loving everyone. This is how I feel. I love everyone. Times are hard. Why spread hate? Or even dislike? We should care for one another. Always.
So that moment brought tears to my eyes realizing not everyone is full of there own selfish desires. It actually meant more than she will ever know that a complete stranger had shown pure love and a desire for all of us to be safe. Hopefully she got a hold of her actual son and had the same, if not more, compassion. I’m sure she did.
It brings me hope for everyone that people can be so loving. It convinces me that this isn’t the end. This just might be a new beginning. Anyway, that’s my rant for the night.