The text said that everyone is fine at the school, both our school's students and the ones who attend that school. I received a text from Nixle (do you Nixle? You should) about the bank robbery, but it never occurred to me that it would affect Claire's field trip.
She was already worked up about this field trip because it's about fire safety, and MG's class watched a video yesterday when they did their fire safety field trip about calling 911 that upset her - a baby drank bleach and the older sibling called 911. Claire didn't want to watch the video today. Luckily her teacher said it wasn't on their agenda. No, instead of a video, they got the much scarier experience of being locked down because of some psycho with a gun running around the area. Nice.
I wonder what they told the kids. I wonder if she's going to be freaked out.
I trust Claire's teacher completely, and I know she wouldn't scare the kids unnecessarily, but I'm worried about what announcements might have been made over the PA that would have scared her. I guess I'll find out when she gets home.
And my good friend Anxiety is whispering in my head about all the what ifs. I just don't think I'll feel calm until I see her tonight.
School is scary. Letting them out into the world at all is scary. Sometimes I miss the days when they were never more than an arm's length away from me. I don't know how people whose children are grown and live across the country or on the other side of the world relax at all. I can't even stand her being on the other side of the river.
I think maybe it's time to up the Zoloft.
(ok, maybe now that I got that out of my system I can get back to work...)