Caring For Their Daughter
At The Movies
Bryn Mawr, PA
Spring 2016
They looked to be in their late 70s, early 80's and they hobbled with old age. But that isn't what caused me to feel sorry for them. It was their daughter who walked between them. She looked to be in her late 50s and she was severely disabled. Maybe she was autistic. Maybe she also had some cerebral palsy. But she could not walk on her own. And so her old parents were walking her to the matinee movie.
As I stare at them, I am moved by sadness that these old people probably missed out on vacations and evenings alone and dinners at expensive restaurants. And while they probably wouldn't trade any of these moments for the beauty that they found in their loving, lovely daughter, I still ached for them.
And my ache wasn't about today's moment but the moments in the future when these old people will die and leave their beloved daughter in the hands of strangers who will never care for her as they so selfishly did.
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