Words are escaping me at this moment. I have spent the better part of the last 16 hrs trying to find the right words to help my oldest munchkin Micheala.A tragedy has befallen her young world. A good friend & recent graduate of her senior class, a star athlete, co-captain of his Football & Lacrosse team died last night after a car accident. A parents worst nightmare. When I got the phone call that Stan had died , my first thoughts were "what can I do to take away the pain Micheala will feel". I know that there is nothing that can ease her pain, but the "Mother " in me just wanted to wrap her in my arms and shield her from this. When I finally got to see Micheala today , I put my arms around her, she sobbed into my chest and the only words I could say were, "shhh its OK I got ya, I am so sorry, & I love you".
As Always Be Good & Be Safe
| posted by Unknown at 12:08 PM
With the recent tragedy that happened in Minneapolis,Minnesota with the bridge collapsing, it brings a childhood fear back to the surface. I hate crossing bridges and driving thru tunnels but living on Long Island if you want to go anywhere you have to cross a bridge.
I think part of this fear came from when we were children, my family was in Florida for a visit(dad was down there because of work for 7 months) and had to cross the Skyway Bridge to get to St Petersburg. This bridge to a child is a monster its over 29,000 feet long and doesn't look like it end. We were staying in Bradenton, FL where my dad was working and my dad's brother was in St Pete. So this was a daily crossing. I'd close my eyes and hum till my mom said we were over it.
Now, Andrew and I travel allot between visiting his parents in Upstate New York and his Sister in Maryland. So crossing bridges is a monthly thing for me but every time we cross a bridge (and sometimes I am driving) I bless myself, say a little prayer and close my eyes( not while I am driving). This evening we are heading Upstate for a family reunion. My head already hurts and my stomach is in knots. At least the bridges we will be crossing this weekend (the Throgs Neck Bridge & Newburgh-Beacon Bridge) is nowhere as big or long as the bridge of my childhood.
My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Minnesota who were affected by these events.
As Always Be Good & Be Safe
Labels: Fears
| posted by Unknown at 10:17 AM
