Posted by: thatjen | March 21, 2007

How Quickly We Forget

The Force is strong in my family. The worrying force, that is. There were many nights when my brother was in high school that BOTH my mother and I lay awake in our respective beds late at night when he was not yet home, imagining hideous scenes.

Motherhood, of course, has done nothing but magnify this problem. And today, for the first time ever, I did not know where my daughter was, which led to the deepest, most fearful worry I’ve yet endured in my life. I was running a bit late to pick her up, and was startled to arrive at her caregiver’s and find an empty house with no car in the driveway. I called the cell phone. No answer. I looked in vain for a note. And then, even though the rational part of me was sure there was some rational explanation, I panicked. How would I even begin trying to find her? Where would I go? Where would I call? In the age of cell phones, how was it possible that I couldn’t get in touch with them?

And then she returned home. With her babysitter, my mother. The one who passed on the worrying gene to me.

(Natalie is also fully recovered from her illness, BTW.)


  1. I’m so glad to hear that Natalie is better already. It gives me hope that we’re going to get through this nasty sickness here.

    I’m also a champion worrier. Motherhood has made my talent almost obselete though because there’s a whole new crop of things to worry about, I don’t have to worry about much else. It’s too easy now!

  2. double PHEW.

  3. very happy that Nat is on the mend.

  4. Do they make tracking devices for infants? Because I’m thinkiing of buying one.

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