Halloween is over. The candles in the pumpkins are out. The front door is locked. The lights turned off. I am on my couch mentally and physically exhausted. I feel cold and weary down to my bones. I feel like I need to sleep for a week.
I lost Abby tonight.
The plan was to head out with two other couples and their kids. We got started together, but the bigger kids were less than patient with Maya's slower pace and her nervousness about the actual act of trick or treating. After a couple of houses they raced on ahead while we lagged along behind allowing Maya to pick and choose the houses she felt comfortable going to. Grandma Linda and Maya carried on trick or treating while ML and I waited for the kids to trick or treat their way back to us on the other side of the street.
And we waited.
And we waited.
And we waited.
We headed back the way they had gone. They weren't there. We called their names. No answer. I texted Mike, she wasn't with him.
The panic was beginning to creep up.
We hopped in vehicles and went out looking for them. Three vehicles and friends out on foot. The panic was rising.
I've mentioned before that we live in a rural area. Street lights are not something we have a lot of out here.
In all Abby and her two friends were "missing" for 45 minutes. That's what Mike told me afterwards. I had no idea. You know how they say time stands still. It did. It could have been three hours, it could have been 5 minutes for all I could tell you. While we were all frantically looking for them, they were happily trick or treating. Oblivious to the fact that they were missing. Confident that we were still lagging along behind with Maya. Having a great time, taking care of each other, staying with their group.
We crossed paths with them countless times as we were driving around, we just kept missing them, see two paragraphs above.
In the end Papa and Grandma Linda found them. Another thing we have out here in the sticks is long driveways, so back in the beginning of the story while we were waiting for them, they were cutting across lawns rather than walking back up the driveways to us. ML and I were chatting and didn't notice them and they assumed we did.
I probably don't have to tell you there some
angry scared adults, some suitably scared kids.... once they realized they were lost...... and a tear or two was shed.
The rest of the night occurred without further incident, but not before it had shaved several years off my life.