You know… That feeling you get deep inside the center of your chest, and in the pit of your stomach. Yes, that one.
Tonight, I lost my son in Kohl’s. It was only for a moment, but it felt like days. Before he took off, we were walking around the toy section. He was very adamant about getting a certain talking house toy. I told him it was too much money, and that I couldn’t buy it. So I believe he walked off to go purchase it himself. As soon as I realized he wasn’t in my sight, I told an employee that I lost him. They found him in 1 minute, thanks to their radios. I felt like the worst mother alive.
When I saw him, he came running to me. He was a little scared, and so was I. We embraced, we talked… From now on he’s going to have to sit in the carriage. He needs to earn my trust again. Crazy boy. I can’t believe he did that. He’s always attached to my hip. I can’t imagine my life without him.
Before we even reached the toy section, I was having a little bit of anxiety. However it wasn’t terrible. I just knew something was off. I could sense something was going to happen. If only I had just picked up on my 6th sense, trusted it… I know I should never let him out of my sight. Ever. Not even for a moment.