A Painful Shopping Experience

Sunday, September 20

I went grocery shopping today.

Everything was fine until I packed the bags at the checkout and realized I couldn’t lift them into the cart.

So I tried one, being the stubborn mule that I am, and searing pain is the best thing to describe the feeling I felt across my chest.


To make matters worse, a little old lady, in a walker, no less, tried to help me.

I felt so pathetic, I started to cry.  So the cashier helped me and my 10 year old daughter said, “Don’t cry, mommy…I will help you”

I  cried all the way to the car.  Then I stopped crying, to ask the man pushing the carts in the parking lot to help me.

And then I cried all the way home.

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