Managing My Child’s Anxiety by Managing My Own

“I’m Okay. My location is 36.571312…” this automatic satellite text alerts my phone, waking me from an anxious sleep. Celebrating a milestone birthday, my son and his wife are climbing Mount Whitney, where three people passed away a few months earlier.

These programmed texts, with the global address numbers, are sent as they hike so their location can be established if something goes wrong. They have trained extensively and are well-prepared, but I worry. What else is new?

As I stare at m...