Fear, Faith, Car Crashes and Gratitude

My biggest, rational but also highly irrational fear after giving birth to my daughter involved car accidents. A visceral fear I worked through in therapy sessions. The notion of everything in my world contained within a small capsule in the backseat. I shook every time I got behind the wheel, driving with incredible caution, as if I were a 16-year-old learning to drive all over again. I could control my actions, but I couldn’t control those of others.

Then, last week, my worst fear was realized.