I've never lost a child before. Well, I've never lost a child before Saturday.
We went to the local county fair. A pretty big place. A place that I will never visit again.
He thought that I had her, I thought that he had her and I think that we just walked off and left her.
Panic set in; you don't know if what you're doing is right or wrong. You don't know where your baby is. You don't know if she is OK; if she is scared or crying or some other unspeakable thing.
Fear turns to panic; you frantically search; a 3 year old little girl in pink with long blonde hair lost among throngs of people.
You pray; you bargain; you forget to breathe.
And then you see her, on the shoulders of her Daddy, misty lines where the tears have been dried. Delivered to him safely by police officers you can never thank enough.
And then you breathe.