...and a lot of my life--ambitions, concerns, obligations, goals, interests--seems insignificant in comparison. I'm not sure I'd ever been as scared as I was for that hour or so early yesterday morning, nor so immersed in the present as I have been these past two days. I am grateful that my girls are alive, considering this reality seemed truly threatened. This is it, I think; this is as deep and true as life gets. I told Joann today that I feel primitive, thinking that this is what it might have felt like to be a hunter-gatherer: few ambitions and commitments other than health, survival, community and care.