My son left his phone at home today. I spotted it in the bathroom after he’d left for the bus, and I felt the cold dread on someone who would go fetal in the same situation.
He texted me with minutes from a friend’s phone as I was getting in the car and asked me to bring it to the high school.
“You don’t need it anyway.”
“I like to have it in case of emergency.”
“Use the phone in the office in case of emergency.”
Wise words followed, that I’d like him to live by every day:
“I’ll just be every careful to not cause or be in an emergency.”
I remember that dread when you realise they haven’t taken their phone. As if something that was waiting to happen was out their looking for people who forgot their phones…