There are some BIG emotions going on around here.
Emotions feeling bigger than life.
Like a gong shooting off its waves through the house, vibrating the walls, sending cracks into the foundation.

I'm overwhelmed with the slew of emotions circling around me that aren't mine.
They're piercing through my armour, jabbing at me any chance they get.

But this isn't my first rodeo, and I swallow my anguish so I could be present for my child.

My small and bewildered child.
The same rambunctious, boisterous, and happy child who was laughing just moments ago.

I mean, the consequences were clear, but I still shocked at his reaction, as if he didn't know what would happen.

I wanted to yell.
To walk away.
To ask what in the world is going on?

But he reached the point of no return and I could see him filling up with a wave of emotions, drowning in big unexplainable feelings.

So I held him.
Because I know these feelings all too well.
These big, overwhelming, overtaking, larger-than-life feelings.
So I held him.

Make no mistake, the consequences stayed hooked into the ground.
But this guy was being carried away in the undertow and he needed help coming up for air.

So we sat.
And we hugged.
And we cried.
And we breathed.

And we came to.
And we remembered that no matter, we are always here for each other.
Always.