I can’t breathe right now.
I heard about the bridge collapse this morning, but I didn’t let myself read any stories or look at pictures until my lunch hour.
It’s really hurting in my chest and the pit of my stomach.
One of the pictures I saw was a woman holding an infant. My God. What would I do if I were crossing a bridge with my daughter strapped in her carseat and that bridge started to collapse. How are these families surviving?
I think about falling (one of my biggest fears after snakes) and turning around to see her face… the feeling of helplessness is incredible. It leaves me literally struggling for a breath.
Is this what motherhood has done to me?