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The Day I Lost My Son (And Also My Sanity)
His phone’s GPS showed he was somewhere he shouldn't be. My stomach dropped. I called—no answer. I texted—nothing. In seconds, panic set in. Was he safe? Was he even close by? My mind raced with worst-case scenarios as I tried to hold it together, praying, pleading, desperate to find him. It was only minutes… but it felt like forever.
Darla Kernell
Apr 73 min read
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