Calm in a Crisis?
The offending bolt in my tire. Man that thing made some noise hitting the road.[/caption] He looked at me with his typical unruffled expression and said, “Why don’t you just get out of the car and come inside. We’ll deal with this after the rain stops.” It actually took a minute for him to convince me that he didn’t have to listen to the weird noise the car was making that very minute. That we would figure things out before my 5:30 am shift at our local coffee shop. Some time later my husband did in fact check out the car and discovered a bolt located in the middle of my front right tire surface. If only I could have stayed as centered as that bolt was in my tire. I don’t know what bothers me more, needing to call my husband to swoop in at the first sign of car trouble or my panicked snapping at my family. I am painfully aware that my daughter was watching me deal with this scenario. I could have taught her how to keep calm in a storm and work your way through. But instead I demonstrated fear and its companion irritability. In the whole fight, flight, freeze phenomena my tendency is to freeze. If I can’t freeze, then I guess I just panic. There’s got to be a better way. Anyone else got tips for dealing with a crisis? Better tools than muttering and frantic phone calls? I usually try to breathe my way through it, but tonight the fear of a flat tire took the air right out of me.]]>