I asked if she needed help getting to her next gate, and she
said she had a long layover and would be fine. I told her again how cute her
baby was and headed on out to the terminal. I was smiling ear to ear.
Why was I so excited
to help her? I was finally getting to pay it forward.
When Vallie was little, I flew by myself with her several
times. I had long delays and cancelled flights, but every time there was some
stranger to help me (usually a mom, but sometimes a dad). They helped open
strollers or held something for me. One lady even carried my diaper bag through
the airport and made sure I got to my plane. One offered me her seat on the
plane when my ticket was for the wrong flight. People were always so good to me
and I finally got to pay it forward. I was so happy.
I was thinking about that today, and I realized that that’s why I blog. To pay it forward.
Outside of helping me in the airport, other people (lots of
them, moms) have been helping me for years. Watching my kids, giving us
hand-me-downs, giving me advice. Not expecting a thing in return. Most of the
time, I couldn’t give them anything, except a smile and a thank you.
But with my blog, my hope is that I help other moms (and
dads too). Give them information about something that I know, that they may not
know. Help them feel better about the food they feed their families. Answer the
questions they have.
I hope my blog is also good for farmers and the food
industry as a whole, but I write it for
the moms.
I will be celebrating the sixth anniversary of my induction
into motherhood soon and it has been a crazy whirlwind of a time. I’ve spent
hours and hours thinking and worrying about what I do for my girls and the
choices I make.
If my posts help just one other mom ease her worry, then,
it’s all been worth it.
Me and my girls on Easter Sunday. |