So, I am in Target, frantically running through the aisles looking for Mom. Just a moment ago, she was hanging out near me while I looked for a couple of new t-shirts for the summer. And, then she was gone. It took me a few minutes of looking before I started toward full scale panic. I kept expecting to see her right around a corner but she apparently can move faster than I realized.
One of the clerks tells me that she can page my mother but I would give her all of a 2% chance of responding correctly to a page.
And mid-run, I realize, I have never seen anyone else running like a wacko through the aisles of Target looking for their mother. Clearly, I lack all competence at this project.
Mom turns up a minute later near a bunch of beach towels. Naturally. She has found a new beach towel and is very pleased since we are going to the beach. I appreciate this since I took her last weekend to the beach for mother’s day, so it is satisfying that it made enough of an impression that Mom remembers the trip a week later. We will be going to the beach again this summer since it seemed to be a great outing.
We are home safe now with a Pierce Brosnan movie playing, but with a new level of awareness for me to watch Mom as closely as possible.