Where were you?

Where were you?

I was pregnant with my daughter, my first child. You know, already planning out the future as if we were invincible. That morning my husband woke up at 3 a.m. He arose from bed, unknowingly to me. When I woke up around sevenish, he was sitting on the couch. When I ask what time he had gotten up, he replied, " I can't sleep, I have a feeling of dread. Im not sure what it is. Call your family and make sure they are alright, I just got off the phone with mine." Later that morning that filling of dread materialized and with that our mortality became so clear.

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