Owen wandered away outside of church today. One minute he was outside with his dad, but when Greg came inside Owen wasn't behind him. I ran outside and saw Owen ready to cross the street with a complete stranger. Simply terrifying. The ironic thing is that, just last night, I applied for a full time job- my first in nine years- in my field. I figured that it was time, that Noah and Owen were doing very well, and I could return to the classroom as more than a day to day substitute teacher. Sigh. Now I'm not so sure. Today was like a punch, reminding me that I cannot let down my guard. Owen is doing so well in so many ways, but this sort of thing has happened four times in the past two years. That may not sound like a lot, but I just keep thinking that if very small variables had been different, I could have lost my son any one of those times.
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AuthorIn my head, I'm still 25. I'm so not, so it's a good thing my boys keep me young....except for when they remind me I'm the oldest person in the house. Archives
April 2015
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