So, here we are at Day 6. I am pretty proud of MagandMoo and me for making it this far.
Today’s topic is something you hope you never have to do. This is an easy one for me.
I hope I never have to bury one of my children. My kids, Boy Wonder and Mini Me, are the reason for my existence. While they annoy the tar out of me sometimes and make me want to pull my hair out, I cannot imagine my life without them. I am overwhelmed with love and pride when I think about what good humans they are turning in to.
This fear, something happening to my kids, actually manifests itself sometimes to the point that I have to talk myself out of a panic attack. For example, we were driving back from Middle of Nowhere on Saturday where Mini Me had a volleyball tournament. She was riding with her team on a school bus about 40 miles behind me. Several emergency vehicles passed me headed toward her direction with lights and sirens blazing. Within a matter of minutes, I had worried myself in to such a state that something had happened to her bus that I had to text her. Then, it took about 15 minutes for her to return my text…which was just about enough time for me to convince myself to turn around and follow the last police car. Just as I started to look for a turn around point, my phone buzzed and Mini Me was fine.
I can’t wrap my head around how a parent would deal with losing their child…and I pray that I never have to experience it firsthand.
Tomorrow – Someone who has made your life worth living for…I promise it will be less heavy 🙂