Oblivious

#SOL19 – Day Seventeen

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A toddler is wailing at the top of his lungs. DADDY!!!!!!!

Seven heads immediately bob up, they pause from rummaging through the avocadoes and lettuce.

The bodies that belong to those bobbed heads uniformly move in unison toward the crying.

Arms outreached. Words are spoken.

“It’s ok sweetie, we’ll find your daddy,” says a concerned looking mom with her two kids in tow.

The little boy moves past these kind souls to a man and his grocery cart….an older grey haired woman says dryly….this is his dad.  Dad looking aloof.  Unconcerned.

A collective breath is exhaled.

Along with a few choice words for the dad and grandma who were obviously oblivious to their own flesh and blood.

7 thoughts on “Oblivious

  1. I’ve seen similar situations happen before….reminds us to try and be more present and not worry about finding a deal on canned veggies. My favorite is the people who push their carts with one hand while scrolling on their phones with the other.

  2. Oh how I share in your frustration. So sad!! Poor little guy. Thank God for the concerned people who care enough to pay attention.

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