Storms? Bombs? Whatever.

The message started with “Everyone is okay;” so naturally, I knew immediately that something was wrong. Indeed, today, Margaret’s first day of high school, someone called in a bomb threat to the school. I heard the news via the call alert system.

I wasn’t worried, just annoyed. Wasted time and misplaced anxiety: not exactly my favorite things. I thought about my two high schoolers–particularly Margaret who I still refer to as “My Little Girl”–sitting in the gym with 1200 other students, hot, confused, uninformed. As I pieced together the scenario, I recalled an earlier crisis that occurred in Margaret’s last year at Oakley Elementary School. I blogged about it here:

So, no worries. It’s all good.

By Aileen MItchell Lawrimore

Aileen Mitchell Lawrimore is a mother x 3, wife x 35 (years not men), minister, speaker, writer, retreat leader, and lover of beagles and books. She has a lot to say.