The fear never goes away, and it is fear! Our oldest turns 30 this year, youngest 25. We worry all the time about something happening to any of them… not pathological but parents understand or will eventually
The only thing harder than holding my 4 year old son while the doctor stitched up his head after a fall was 20 years later waiting to find out his brain tumor had been successfully treated with drugs.
The older I get the more I appreciate what my parents must have gone through I’ve stopped telling my mother when I go to the track, and she has stopped asking
