Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Lost and Found

Yesterday I saw something really unsettling. I walked out of a restaurant at lunch time, and there was a lady frantically running around, calling out somebody's name. At first I did not know what was happening. It was pretty crowded, and everybody had just stopped and seemed as confused as me. The lady seemed completely oblivious of the people around, they may as well have been trees. She just darted around them, searching frantically.

Then another lady came up, with a little girl holding a balloon, and the lady was saying "Here she is! Here she is!". The first woman stopped in her tracks whirled around, and reacted to seeing her lost daughter.

What struck me is that the look on her face was not joy, but a real pained anguish. Maybe it was the look of seeing exactly what you thought you had lost. It sent a shiver up my spine, and I couldn't help thinking about my little girl. It is not a very helpful thing to dwell too long on, but it is quite scary realising how much you have to lose.

2 comments:

Chris said...

I remember my daughter crawled out of a retail store into a crowded mall. I was terrified, probably just like the lady you witnessed. Thank goodness for good Samaritans willing to help for a happy ending!

Ben McLaughlin said...

That must have been very scary.. My little girl is just on the verge of crawling-- maybe I should buy a leash:)