To the woman and child who sat at table 9

/ Jessica

Have you ever read something and just wanted to share it with everybody?

Several weeks ago I stumbled across a story that I knew I wanted to share when the time was right. Today feels like the day.

I can’t even begin to wrap words around all the reasons why I absolutely love it, but the one that struck me the most, will probably be the one that would be the least noticed.

Being a miracle momma myself, I tend to be drawn to stories similar to this one, where some kind individual sort of straps on the sun’s rays and blares sunlight into what could otherwise be some moments where heartache gets tucked into pockets and tears get stained on cheeks in those moments when no one is looking.

Autism or not, me and my Lunch Counter mommas (you can read about them here) can relate to her experience that night in the restaurant. Even if ours occurred under different circumstances, say the grocery store or perhaps the mall, we get it. We may not wear the same shoe size, but we can still fit right into those shoes.

What truly struck me about this story is something that until five years ago I wouldn’t have paid much attention to.

But, here it is: He’s a manager.

Why would I notice? Well, my husband has been a manager for the past five years. When he accepted the position, I had no idea what the job would entail.

While there are a lot of positives, I certainly didn’t understand the commitment, the long hours, the time he’d have to be away from us, the pressure of trying to be everything under one simple title, all the days when the complaints seemed to outnumber the compliments.

When I got down to the where the author mentioned being a father and a husband and wanting to spend more time with his children, my heart ached ever so slightly because I knew that my husband could relate.

And, that even though he’d never even read this story, he would be able to slip right into those shoes.

I hope you like it too.

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I did not introduce myself to you. My name is Tony Posnanski. I have been a restaurant manager for fifteen years now.

My day consists of making sure my restaurant runs well. That could mean washing dishes, cooking and sometimes even serving tables. I have also dealt with every guest complaint you can imagine.

A few weeks back you came into my restaurant. I was very busy that night. I was running around helping the kitchen cook food. I was asked to talk to a table close to yours. I did and they said your child was being very loud. I heard some yelling while I was talking to that table. I heard a very loud beep from a young girl.

I started to walk to your table. You knew what I was going to ask. You saw the table I just spoke to pointing at you. I got to…

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22 thoughts on “To the woman and child who sat at table 9”

  5. This made me cry… not only am I a teacher to children with autism…but my daughter is also autistic. These unique little minds can be difficult, god bless their parents for their live and patience, but also the people who support them. Many people don’t realize that most great minds are artistic minds. Most of the famous investors, geniuses and leaders of all time had autistic characteristics. They may be different…but different can be amazing. From the bottom of my heart, than you for sharing this.

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    • Oh my goodness! Pull up a seat. You just joined the Lunch Counter mommas! :) You’ve got tears running down these cheeks. What an honor to “meet” you.

      I still can’t get words around how much I love this story… And you’re right about the great minds. Have you ever seen Temple Grandin? She’s amazing!! I’m so glad you stumbled into this post. Makes me smile. :)

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