Back in the day, I would have called my mother. My son, however, sees things differently. But at the moment, mine was the only email addy the pic was sent to. I’m sure he has no clue how much he has worried me.
He survived a deadly car crash in Germany, when he was 19, and I “KNEW” he was going to die, before he ever left to go there.
However, because of certain “feelings” I knew “something” was not “right.” and I’m sorry if I can’t explain it any better.
(I feel like I’m coming unglued, right now.)
Just for you: