By: Lauren Spagnoletti
“Mama, lunatics can make you sick, right?”
It only took me a moment to know exactly what my four-year-old was talking about.
“No, honey.” I held back a laugh. “Ticks can make you sick.
Lunatics are very different.”
One of many moments when my own words boomerang right back to me via my child. This one was harmless.
But sometimes my anxiety screams from within – it beats at the backs of my eyes.
I need them safe. I need them calm.
The words that emerge then are what I fear will come back to hit me right between the eyes.