Lost in the crowd

For our celebratory family fun day, Diesel and I took Choo-choo to the Children’s Museum in Indianapolis, Indiana. The museum is full of fun things for kids to do, with areas for discovering other cultures, learning about the past, climbing and digging and building, and so much more.

While leaving one of these areas to head to another, I noticed a little boy among the crowd who seemed to be searching for someone or something. In such a large group of people, sometimes our first thought is that there is someone else around who can help him. My second thought, however, was that I needed to help him. He looked so scared.

Diesel and Choo-choo were ahead of me and still walking when I stopped. I asked the little boy if he was okay. Tears immediately filled his eyes as he told me he lost his mom and couldn’t find her anywhere. Though I had no idea what to do and couldn’t see a worker around to ask for assistance, my instinct was to stay there and keep talking to him. I wanted to help him stay calm and not feel frightened, and I also hoped his mom would come looking for him in the last area he saw her.

I asked his name and what his mom looked like, all the while searching for someone to help. Searching for an answer. Well, an answer came in the form of his mom finding us. I was so relieved to see them reunite. She thanked me, hugged him, and we set off in our own directions.

As I walked to catch up to Choo-choo and Diesel (who had waited for me not far off), I thought about how terrified that boy was. I also thought about my own child. What would he do if he ended up lost? Would he find someone kind to help him? Would he be safe?

I hope and pray we never have to know the answers. I hope my son never has to know the fear of not knowing where Mommy and Daddy are amongst a crowd of strangers. The thoughts of all this definitely heighten my anxiety. I wonder if that mom felt the same.

To be honest, I am so grateful to have been the person to help. I mean, I was just another stranger to her, but I knew I could keep him safe. I was the person for her son that I hope someone else would be for mine.

 

Author: stepbackandbreathe33

I am a writer, mother, wife, and fighter in the battle against depression, anxiety, OCD, and PTSD.

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