If I Could..

As I write this, I am sitting in the waiting...and waiting....and waiting room of the urgent care. I have self-diagnosed myself with the flu and am waiting to see the doctor to confirm my findings.

Aside from waiting I find myself observing those around. One older lady and her daughter stand out more than anyone. The mother is probably in her early 70's, clocking her daughter in her late 40s or early 50s. Through filling out her intact paperwork, the mother talks a lot and has several valid and ridiculous questions. The daughter is clearly frustrated and annoyed with her mother. When she pulls herself away from her cell phone long enough to respond to her mother...she is unkind and even bratty. I want to yell at her to be kinder to her mother. To answer her crazy questions, calm whatever anxiety her mother has. Once her mother is gone she will long for these moments....just one more annoying moment!
Her mother obviously just wants to talk, to have a conversation with her bratty daughter. You can see the disappointment in the mother's eye and her daughter doesn't give a loving inch.

I want to shake the daughter...hard.

Peace.