I had a list of worries in my mind stretching from here to the moon. Like how every day since we’d gotten home from the hospital David had gotten quieter and quieter, and I’d felt more alone. Doubts seemed to pour into the widening gap between us. Maybe he’d have been happier being back on the road with the band. Maybe he blamed me for having to cancel the tour. Maybe being here with me and our son wasn’t what he wanted to do with his life. The anxiety was endless.
