My "irrational" fear of bridges collapsing while I'm driving on them doesn't seem so irrational anymore.
People were asking, so here I am.
I'm fine, the husband is fine.
All I can think about is someone like me, driving home in the heat and humidity and rush hour traffic- all you want to do is get home, or go out and see your friends...then the ground gives out and there you are.
Everything changes in an instant.