One Grocery Store Run Away

I walked into Publix for shrimp and left carrying something I didn't put in my cart. Two teenagers chose orchids for their mother, and something cracked open in my chest — the hole I thought I had filled. Or maybe run from. Mother's Day has a way of finding what you've been outrunning. This year, it found me in the floral section, one grocery store run away from the longing for my son to come.