My dad spoke with a calm tone now, “Try pulling your legs out.” He hadn’t said much since he had started digging, just the once to tell my dog to get away. I tried but couldn’t pull them free, so he continued to dig a few minutes later telling me to try again. This time I was able to pull out. I was free. I hobbled out of what used to be a trench, and as I set foot out of it, I saw my mom. She had not known any of this had happened. She asked me why I looked so rough, and as I looked up I felt the tears forming in my eyes. How could I tell my own mother that her baby had almost died? How would my death have impacted the lives of the ones I love? I clearly remember my dad’s words to her, “He’s lucky to be alive.” Those words filled me with so much anger because he said it as if it was all my fault, as if I should have known better, as if I should have expected the wall to cave in. But I realize now his anger was not at me, but at himself for failing to keep his son safe. One can only imagine what must have been going through his mind the entire time. My mom hugged me and I knew she wasn’t letting go anytime soon. I felt more love in that embrace than I ever had before. I meant everything to them, and I was safe. I was
My dad spoke with a calm tone now, “Try pulling your legs out.” He hadn’t said much since he had started digging, just the once to tell my dog to get away. I tried but couldn’t pull them free, so he continued to dig a few minutes later telling me to try again. This time I was able to pull out. I was free. I hobbled out of what used to be a trench, and as I set foot out of it, I saw my mom. She had not known any of this had happened. She asked me why I looked so rough, and as I looked up I felt the tears forming in my eyes. How could I tell my own mother that her baby had almost died? How would my death have impacted the lives of the ones I love? I clearly remember my dad’s words to her, “He’s lucky to be alive.” Those words filled me with so much anger because he said it as if it was all my fault, as if I should have known better, as if I should have expected the wall to cave in. But I realize now his anger was not at me, but at himself for failing to keep his son safe. One can only imagine what must have been going through his mind the entire time. My mom hugged me and I knew she wasn’t letting go anytime soon. I felt more love in that embrace than I ever had before. I meant everything to them, and I was safe. I was