Today I wandered around Target with Adam, mostly windowshopping, while I waited for his prescription to be filled. I browsed exciting things like trash cans, bed spreads, and wash cloths. Fascinating. Mind numbing.
And for a moment I forgot.
I forgot that my sister called me last Friday morning at 2 AM. I forgot that the only reason that I saw the phone at all was that Adam had already woken me and refused to go back to bed on his own. I forgot that my mother had a heart attack and was laying in a hospital bed 2o miles away. I forgot that I was scheduled to be by her bed in an hour.
I forgot for a moment. Only a moment. Then my heart broke all over again.