I took off running from my study, heading straight for my girl. A sense of dread and fear built up inside my chest, as if it was trying to weigh me down and stop me from reaching her. Nothing was going to stop me though.
When I entered my girl's room she was thrashing in the bed softly crying no over and over again.
I had to get to her as soon as I could. I climbed up the bed from the bottom and crawled to get to her.
“It’s OK. It’s OK. I’m here. I’m going to keep you safe from now on”. I start stroking her hair and stroking her face. She starts to calm down and I can see her rapid breathing starting to slow and her body relax. I wonder how many times she has had this nightmare. I wonder how I can protect her from her nightmare.
I start to look more closely at her and take in all t
