I have this habit of panicking at the slightest things. I always assume the worst. My heart races and my mind conjures up pictures of the worst possible scenarios. I try to calm down and breathe and more often than not lecture myself for being silly. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t!!
For now my world is pretty small. These panic stricken situations arise mainly with my mum and the hubby. As for my Daughter, right now I’m always aware of where she is. But with her growing up so fast, I shudder to think what’ll happen in a few years time.
Couple of weeks back, on the last day of school before the winter break hubby and I went out for some important work. Daughter had an early dismissal and we had planned our work accordingly. One thing led to another, combine it with holiday traffic and road construction we knew we would probably be a few minutes late. To make matters worse, Daughter had no idea we were going to go out. Anyway, I told the hubby according to my calculations we would reach just in time or just as the bus pulls up. My earlier experience proved, buses are never on time on the early dismissal days. So I was kind of ok. And more importantly, the traffic was really bad with people driving like maniacs and I didn’t want the hubby to add to that. So I held my nerves praying the bus is extra late.
We were around 5 minutes away from home when my phone buzzed. I saw an unknown number and my heart almost stopped. The moment I picked up my phone, I heard my Daughter’s shaky voice, “mommy, are you alright?? Is everything ok ?? “!!
I assured her we were fine and are 5 minutes away from home. As luck would have it the bus came in about 10 minutes before time. She told us, she went to a neighbor friend’s house to call. We reached and the moment she saw us burst into tears.
She had been brave till she saw us. It seems she rang the bell, knocked and when no one opened the door got worried. This had never happened before. She saw my car in the parking lot and only my hubby’s car missing. So to her that meant mommy is home and daddy is at work. She got super worried thinking I’m sick or worse, in danger. Talk about a child’s imagination. But I applaud her for going to a house where she knew the people and not just any random house. She handled herself so well and for a 10 year old was really composed. Even our neighbor was full of praises.
The hubby and I were super proud of her even though we felt horrible that she had had to go through the misery because of us. Not only did we feel very guilty but later when we heard of all the things she imagined in those few minutes, the hubby looked at me and said, “ the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, does it??” !!