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Heart Lurch . . .again

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19 years ago

While I was working yesterday, DH drove my son and his fiance to the airport for a trip to San Francisco. 1:35 pm take-off.

I kept mental note of the time during the day, telling myself, "he'll be fine."

All afternoon and evening the thought of a crash kept creeping in on me--"he'll be fine," I reassured myself.

My mind kept returning to an anticipation of repeated disaster and a resignation of powerlessness in the face of fate.

He called at 11:15 pm--they landed safely.

And I wept.

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