{"id":5941,"date":"2013-05-07T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-07T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/?p=5941"},"modified":"2013-05-06T23:01:58","modified_gmt":"2013-05-07T04:01:58","slug":"things-i-am-most-afraid-of","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/closed\/2013\/things-i-am-most-afraid-of\/","title":{"rendered":"things I am most afraid of"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I chose to follow Jenni&#8217;s prompt today. &#8220;Things you&#8217;re most afraid of.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><center><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com\/2013\/04\/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html\"><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/i1131.photobucket.com\/albums\/m553\/jennilu07\/May200x200_zpsf8349f10.png\" border=\"0\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a><\/center>I&#8217;m going to take a few different angles with this one, mild to extreme.<\/p>\n<p>I will write about the things that create enough fear they could destroy me and the small things like spiders.<\/p>\n<p><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6100\" alt=\"fearyou\" src=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fearyou.jpg\" width=\"288\" height=\"288\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fearyou.jpg 288w, http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fearyou-100x100.jpg 100w, http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fearyou-75x75.jpg 75w, http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fearyou-110x110.jpg 110w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 288px) 100vw, 288px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t even look at a spider on my screen without shuddering and wanting to crawl inside myself to get away. Can you imagine how I react when I see a real one?!<\/p>\n<p>The biggest thing on my mind these days is my mom. I fear the day she&#8217;s gone. I talk to her several times a week, sometimes daily. I&#8217;m her baby and as of right now I&#8217;ll never carry on the relationship we share. I don&#8217;t have a daughter and I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll never have one.<\/p>\n<p>I never think about losing my husband. I&#8217;m comfortable enough in our relationship that I know with all my heart we will be together forever, by choice. The fear of something happening to him is something I never even let enter my mind. I can&#8217;t go there. I can&#8217;t imagine not having him by my side.<\/p>\n<p>When I was in the hospital last year, I briefly imagined how it would be if I ended up leaving my children motherless and <a title=\"Breakdown\" href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/2012\/breakdown\/\">I nearly feel apart<\/a>. I&#8217;m grateful for skilled doctors that made sure they put me back together again.<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t fathom\u00a0<a title=\"Because he had to die\" href=\"http:\/\/www.wheelchairmommy.com\/2012\/because-he-had-to-die\/\">losing a child<\/a>. Yet, my sister\u00a0faced this just over a year ago. The brokenness that over takes you every time you would dream your child is there but he&#8217;s not!?<\/p>\n<p>That is my greatest fear.<\/p>\n<p>These are all real fears.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m a busy mom, so I don&#8217;t have time to think about these often. I couldn&#8217;t function or get through the day if I did, but these are the things I&#8217;m most afraid of. These are the things that are most important to me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I chose to follow Jenni&#8217;s prompt today. &#8220;Things you&#8217;re most afraid of.&#8221; I&#8217;m going to take a few different angles with this one, mild to extreme. I will write about the things that create enough fear they could destroy me and the small things like spiders. 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