No, not me, that ship has sailed. It’s my son. Maybe it's not training so much as the fact that he is very considerate of me. I’m sure some of you are sick of hearing about my kids but… you keep coming back knowing what you’re likely to get so there’s fair warning.
I turn off the TV pretty early each morning and Tuesday I’d heard nothing about the shooting in NYC. But around ten that morning I got the following text from LJ, Hey, you may see something about the subway this morning. Not near me or Collin. I knew something bad had happened, so I went looking and found the news stories.
Bless his heart for texting me, he knows I worry. They do live in Brooklyn and, of course, ride the subway daily. I would have been frantic when I heard the news. What took about ten seconds of his time saved me hours of anxiety and I appreciated it.
We text later in the day and I told him I knew his city had Ubers and Cabs if he wanted to use them, to which he replied, Who am I, Rockefeller? He has always told me NY is safe, and for him it has been. Sadly, finding a ‘safe’ place these days is getting harder and harder.
I’m grateful my boys are safe for the moment and I pray for all those directly affected by the shooting.