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Waiting Room Mom
by Charlene A. Derby
She wanted to be a soccer mom.
She even loved pizza.
She loved being outside,
But she's inside -- a waiting room mom.
She's waiting,
Waiting inside
For a doctor's diagnosis,
A psychologist's sentence,
A therapist's treatise,
A tutor's sympathy.
She hates the charade of pretending
That therapy is play,
That the tutor's tools are toys,
That this is a "normal" childhood for her active boy.
Yet she waits
And prays,
Knowing that the most effective intervention
Is the work for the Holy Spirit
In the life of her family.
Then the towhead bursts into the waiting room
Eager to head home.
"Great! He did great today!"
She hears as she's dragged out the door.
She winks at the boy, bouncing in the back seat.
"Hey, buddy," she whispers,
"Shall we pick up a pizza for dinner?"
"That'd be great, Mom," he says. "Just great!"
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