A short time after my last post yesterday, I went back to Blogger Dashboard and my blogs were gone. Disappeared. Vanished into thin cyberspace. Sheer panic! 5 years of my life lost, I thought. I spent a while searching through confusing help threads, posted a message, and then lo and behold they reappeared. I don't know what happened, but oh, my sweet little blogs, I am glad you are back home safe and sound.
I haven't felt quite so panicked since losing a child at Sea World. Frank was not quite six. I watched him come down the slide in Shamu's playland, he ran around the slide to go down again (I thought) and he never reappeared. We involved park personnel and frantically searched for him for what seemed like ages but was probably only 10 minutes. Turns out he had gone in the ball pit and submerged himself, so he couldn't hear people calling for him. I've hated ball pits ever since.
But there is that moment of sheer panic that grips your heart, that sinking feeling in your core and you wonder if life will ever be normal again. Not that I'm equating losing the blogs to losing a child. Maybe to losing a ring or car keys or wallet. But you know the feeling.