Steph's group blog topic today is what we fear. This is, after all, October. The spooky month of the year.
Well, I have a fear. And it's a very silly fear, really, because chances are it won't happen. I have lots of fears, things I dread, things I pray never happen to me, but ever since that bridge collapsed over the Arkansas River in 2002, I've been scared of being a bridge when it collapses.
There was a story, though I haven't researched it to see if it was true, of a family--mom, dad, baby in car seat--that died in this accident. The car was found later with the entire family in it. It was Memorial Day weekend, after all, and people were traveling to see family.
This scenario terrifies me. When my oldest was a baby, I actually practiced swiveling around from my seat to see how quickly I could get him out of his seat and into my arms. Weird, huh? Now that I have two children, I get horrible chills wondering how I would get both of them to safety. I couldn't leave one behind and save the other.
Anyway. Enough seriously creepy and depressing stuff. Want to freak me out? The next time we drive over a bridge, tell me it's collapsing.