May 27, 2014

We were at some kind of outdoor fair as the day and events were ending. My dad and I were walking on our way home until we realized that my mother was no longer following us. Instead of heading back, we decided to just wait at the exit. Moments later she walked past us, carrying a whole manner of things like camping and photography equipment.

I had never see my mother so angry before. She was crying about how we left her back there to pick everything up and why we forgot about her. We quickly picked up all of the bags that she was carrying as she calmed down.