Too real to deal
I mentioned in my previous post something about me having fears, being anxious, glass half-empty kind of person, right? If you didn't read it, that's ok, because I said all of that. So there are many times where I look around at other people (parents) and see that they seem aware but not hyper-vigilant. They seem calm and relaxed and not really worried. And maybe I seem that way to some on the outside (I really doubt it) but I promise you I'm not often calm and relaxed...especially recently as a non-runner. I'm not so much a "helicopter" parent as I am a "rescue boat in the waiting" kind of parent. Well, this weekend, one of my worst fears as a parent (really as a person, because it can happen to anyone) came true. And I couldn't sleep last night and I've been on the verge of a panic attack all day, and all of a sudden tears just start pouring out of my eyes with no warning. My little guy, Aaron, got pulled out by a rip current in the oc...