Shake, Rattle and Roll...

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Earthquakes. I hate them. Well, I don't hate them. Maybe I do. I didn't before kids. I think I do now.

We have had multiple earthquakes in the past 24 hours. Enough to get my blood boiling remembering back to the quake of '89 like it was yesterday.

I think of all the "what ifs" and I make myself crazy.

So I go back to the reoccurring theme in my head, which has been needed since becoming a parent...

"The end of fear is the beginning of trust. 

The end of fear is the beginning of faith."

(Repeat, repeat, repeat...)