I realized that I forgot to tell you a "funny" story about the cruise in yesterday's blog. And then when I was thinking about it I realized it actually kind of ties Friday's blog and yesterday's blog together.
So in Skagway when we were headed for the sled dog tour we took a little tour bus to get to the camp. Brent and I were sitting waiting to go when this big guy got on the bus. He had a toddler and was trying to figure out where to put the stroller. There was a guy sitting behind us who had an empty seat next to him and the guy put the stroller there. The guy said, "Excuse me, that seat is taken. I'm waiting for someone."
Big guy says, "Yeah, it's taken by the stroller."
Guy behind us quietly says, "No, really, it's taken."
Big guy grabs the diaper bag from his wife and puts it with the stroller. "Yep, these are your best friends now."
Guy behind us, sounding really distraught, "It's taken..."
Big guy starts to walk back to his seat.
Mouthy woman sitting next to Brent, "No seriously, he says that seat is taken."
Guy behind us, "Oh no! Sorry! We're together, it's okay!"
Everyone laughs. Seems like Big Guy, Wife, Baby, Old Couple next to us and guy behind us are all one family. Oh whoops! We joked about it a bit and I told him he did a very convincing distraught. (I didn't mention Big Guy did a really convincing bully as well; my guess is that's the normal family dynamic, brother-in-law picks on wife's little brother).
Guy behind us, "Thank you though."
When we were done with the tour and headed back down to the ship he was sitting across the aisle from us and said, "Can you believe my friend never showed up?" Patting the stroller and bag next to him again.
"How rude." I replied.
Then he said, "But, really, thank you though. I think the world needs more defenders."
"You were very convincing and should pick up your Emmy when we get back to the ship. I thought you really were upset. I would be the beacon of hope person on the What Would You Do show with John Quinones. I'm not the sit quietly by type."
So now I will feature in that family's vacation story for ever. Remember the crazy lady on the bus who was going to take out Bubba? She was not having it at all. Crazy...
And this is where it ties to Friday's blog. As much as I would like to step back out quietly. To ignore the world as it goes on around me, I'm just not built that way. I am the one who's going to say, "Hey, wait, I don't think that's right." I am the one who ignores the size difference between me and the bully and only hears the sadness in the bullied's voice. If I can do something I will. Even if it's just to say, "No, that's not right."
So as much as I am tired of shouting in to the wind at times, it's not like I can help but do it. It is who I am.
I am the crazy lady on the bus.