PACKAGE IT WITH LOVE
“I’ll just order the cake and...” Mom’s voice halted as I walked into the kitchen where she and Deryl were eating breakfast.
I smiled to myself and thought that Mom must be planning a party for my birthday. On the twenty ninth of December, I would be twelve years old.
Later in the day, we drove to
. It was Saturday and the business district was busy. Mom and I were walking down the sidewalk, between shops, when we met JoAnne, a girl from my class. Farmington
“I need to ask you something, Jo Anne,” Mom said as she pulled the girl to one side, where I couldn’t hear.
I stood in the middle of the sidewalk as pedestrians passed by.
Mom came back to my side. Joanne waved and walked away.
“Mom, are you planning a surprise party for me?” I asked with a big smile.
Mom was livid! “How can you ask me that? Why do you think everything is for you? You are always so selfish! I am having a New Years Eve party for Deryl!”
The smile was gone. Inside, I felt grieved, and emotionally another wall went up between Mom and I. I shut down on her. If the party was for Deryl then why wasn’t I involved in the planning? Why would she involve my friends, and not me?
On the day of my birthday, I walked into a house full of young people from my class.
Mom was all smiles and happy. She had pulled off the perfect “surprise!”
I enjoyed the party. But I decided surprises should only come in packages of love!