Children's Biggest Fear Is When Mom Gets Lost

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Children's Biggest Fear Is When Mom Gets Lost
Children's Biggest Fear Is When Mom Gets Lost
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The biggest fear of children is when mom gets lost. Left you at home to sit, said: "I'll be back soon, I'll go to the store," and now it's evening, and mom is still gone. And the lanterns have already been lit, and it is getting dark outside, but mom is gone! And you can't explain to your child that there was a queue in the store, and you got up there twice, because perestroika and all that. And then I met a friend, and chatted with her, as it happens with women. And at home, the buried child hiccups and sobs: "I thought that you were stolen!" It was so? I have yes. My biggest childhood fear is that my mother was stolen. Therefore, becoming a mother myself, I completely excluded these moments. I never left my son at home alone, going to the store. I have never lost it in large stores, and he simply did not have this fear of losing my mother. Never. Now my son is 18. An adult, independent man with a beard. Well, as with a beard … If you don't shave for a week - a spitting image of Barmaley. Yesterday I returned home at night, and immediately went to bed. And my husband, too, felt something bad, and went to bed early. And at one o'clock in the morning it dawned on me: who is going to walk with the dog? The men are all asleep. Do not wake up? I got dressed, took the dog, went with it away from home, and I walk like this, I walk. Well, how long did I walk there with her? Well, half an hour. I return to the entrance - and there Dyusha rushes about. Smart as a scout: in shorts, slippers and a down jacket on a naked body. What, I say, my conscience woke up, right? - and I smile sarcastically. And then I look: there is no face on Dyusha. The face is as if Brezhnev died today and the Beatles fell apart. You! - shouts, - You !!! You fucking …. Where were you?????? You are gone for forty minutes !!!! I was running around and yelling - did you hear? Nope, - I say. - I have headphones, and in them the sad music of the nineties. About "Your girl is gone". Do you want to listen? He opened his mouth to tell me something else, and suddenly he hugged me. He poked his nose into the neck, and with his hairy hands hugged the neck and stood in silence. She was already scared. I say: Well, what are you? Well, Duchet? Well, where am I going to? I'm with the dog. And he is so dull: I thought you were stolen … I call, your phone is for some reason unavailable, I ran around the house ten times - you are not there. And you don't respond yet. Mom, I ask you very much: better wake me up, if necessary. I will be all gray-haired with you by the age of twenty. She hugged him too. Well, as she hugged … She stood on tiptoe, and hugged something there, to which she reached out. I buried my face in his down jacket and stood there. The dog is jumping, it is raining, he is standing in a puddle, in shorts and slippers … I lost my mother. My child's nightmare revived … But this fear is unconscious. Even if you are 20, 30, 50 years old, you are still afraid for your mother. That he leaves home without a phone and gets lost. That they would steal her - and they would certainly steal her, because she was beautiful! Therefore, we swear at moms: Why did you leave somewhere, and did not warn me: where are you and when will you return ??? Take care of your children. Even if they are already gray-haired children, and they have their own gray-haired children. Mom was stolen - it's very scary. I saw yesterday.

Author: Lydia Raevskaya

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