Crazy Shopping Experience

Maya asked me to blog about my most crazy shopping experience. I guess that would be the time I went to the new Wal-Mart neighborhood market in Spring Branch.I just left work from the Mothers Day Out program called Growing God's Way at SWBC. I had both girls in tow, Emma was 1 and Maya was 4. We got out of the van and went in to cash my payroll check.  It was about $62.  Not bad for two days per week and having two toddlers in the program.  This was our grocery money for the next 2 weeks so I was loading up.  The two toddlers and myself went shopping.  Got out to the van, buckled everyone back up  in their car seat and headed home.
Something didn't feel right, like I left something unfinished, I had already driven about a block away when it occurred to me that I had not loaded my groceries into the van!! So I immediately busted a U-ey and sped back to the place I had parked. My stomach sank, the basket was gone!
Oh no, all of the possibilities went through my mind. Someone stole them, someone needed them more than me, someone turned them in....Oh no, I have absolutely no way of feeding my family if someone had actually taken them. Please God, help me!
I unbuckled the girls once again to go into the grocery store, in shock, holding their small hands and  praying out loud for the groceries to be returned to my family.
How could I have let this happen? Where was my mind? What was I thinking? My family is counting on me and this is what I do? I can't be making mistakes like this, at all. Am I going crazy, how could I forget to load the groceries?
All of these things going through my mind. Indeed I was stressed.
I reached my turn at the courtesy desk and began to stammer while I choked back tears and explain what I had just done, I asked if anyone had turned in our groceries.
Just then, a woman who worked for Wal-Mart walked up and was pushing the basket that held all of my groceries. Oh my Lord, Thank You Jesus!
Lucky me!!
The woman thought someone was kidnapped, she couldn't figure out why the groceries were there in the middle of the parking lot.
It was just me, a stressed out mother, who was so very grateful to feed her children that night.