Well, that didn't actually happen, but I was THIS CLOSE. We were heading to a food packing event at our church and were early enough that we decided to stop in and peruse the wares at Goodwill. I found a bunch of books and was about to leave when I wandered over to the kids shoes, just out of curiosity.
There they were. Staring me in the face. A pair of canvas velcro skater shoes from Stride Rite. The same ones I had recently traded in at a kids clothing swap because they were getting a tad too small. They were sitting all lonely on the shelf, flooding me with memories of Wyatt wearing those shoes. I almost bought them on the spot, before I talked my self out of it. But I still welled up with tears the entire way to church. Remember when we bought them? It was a lifetime ago... What if I never get to have another child that fits into shoes that size again?
Growing up is so bittersweet. Almost bittersweet enough for tears in Goodwill.