I just had the sickening feeling of the world tilting on its axis. Horrible feeling! Anchored to nothing, about to spin out into space! Anxiety riding high! Whatever in the world is wrong?? What’s happening?? Questions churning through my mind, even as my body is spinning in chaos…..
I quickly ran thru scenarios in my brain…..
Ahhh- that’s it! I haven’t seen PP in over 24 hours!
It was grand baby withdrawals! Baby DTs are nothing to sneeze at!!
But, now that I can rest assured I’m not dying, and the world isn’t ending…. (at least not this minute)……
I take a deep breath, and repeat after myself, “It’s okay. I saw her 30 hours ago, and I will see her again soon. I will see her again soon.”
A comforting chorus of “PP loves me so much!!!” softly playing in the background, lulls me off back to sleep, with a contented smile on my face.