Blogger: Burgh Baby, South Hills
"It's not my fear to own," I thought to myself.
It felt like an act of defiance to march out of the house and pile into the car. While other parents were huddled in their homes, carefully guarding their words from small children, I was out and about. Alexis and I were on a mission to eat dinner together and go shopping, even as other parents and their children discussed bullets flying through the neighborhoods of their city that was completely shut down.
It wasn't my fear to own. I could borrow it, but I wouldn't keep it.
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