Tonight my sister took all 3 boys birthday shopping & I thought I'd tag along. Once she was done paying, we had to wait for a price check on another item so we waited towards the front of the store. We were just standing there chatting when they lady returned & told us the price. We decided we didn't wanted it & started walking out. As we did, we realized that Combi wasn't with us. We started calling for him but nothing. I began walking back into the store while one sister went one direction & the other one checked in the entrance area of the store. Still nothing. My heart sank & I panicked! I then saw my sister run outside screaming Combi's name in a panic as I followed her. I stepped to see my son walking away holding a man's hand. I screamed his name & he turned around with tears streaming down his face & ran towards me. Thankfully the man holding his hand was a Walmart employee. It didn't stop me from flipping out & causing a scene in front of the store, while I yelled at him. (Sorry to anyone who might have seen me). Of course that only scared him more but at that point I wasn't thinking that he was OK. I was only thinking about what
could've happened.
Once we got home & he finally stopped crying, we were able to sit, talk & hug. I'm so glad he's safe but boy what a lesson for both of us. 3 adults standing there did not see him slip away. He apparently walked over to the cart area unnoticed & thought he saw me walk out. When he walked up to this lady & realized it wasn't me, he began to cry & went back in the store where an employee saw him & took him to try to find us.
My heart is still pounding & I'm feeling a little sick. Sick that he disappeared & I didn't even notice. Sick that I flipped out instead of hugging him & telling him that I loved him. Sick that we have to worry about such things in this sick world.
I guess I should be grateful that it was nothing but right now I'm just stuck in that yucky place.