I was given a few more gray hairs tonight, thanks to our youngest child (17 yo). She's responsible and generally well-behaved, but she has her moments.
She disappeared tonight and I expected she wouldn't be gone long, but as it was getting late and she wasn't home, I started to worry a little. I figured she would answer her phone and tell me where she was. (What did our parents do in the days before cell phones?!)
She didn't answer my text. She didn't answer my calls.
I'm a writer. Consider what my imagination started doing... Yeah. I feared I would never see my daughter alive again.
Hubby was at his gaming place, so I called and told him and asked him to try calling her.
A few minutes later, I received a text that she was home. Thank you, God!
I went out to the garage and her car was back. She had gone to a school play and didn't tell anyone, not even her older sister. The play is fine, but me worrying that she could be in a bad accident or abducted is not fine.
I need my evening prayers, our Lord's and Lady's solace. I'm grateful that my child came home safely, but many parents don't have that comfort. My prayers go out to them and their lost children tonight.
God bless and keep you and your family.
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