Sometimes I can almost forget

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.

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I am a new mother to a beautiful baby boy. My husband and I walk each day, still learning about each other, and navigating the beauty of parenting in an American - African, Catholic - Muslim marriage.
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2 Responses to Sometimes I can almost forget

  1. Beth Brown says:

    I’m so sorry Janet. Praying for your family and your mom. Love ya girl.

  2. Mynde says:

    Oh dear, I am so very very sorry. Prayers for peace and rapid healing going up!