“When I was 9 months pregnant, me and my 3 year old daughter went grocery shopping. We were all done and came home to unpack. I brought her home and went back to the car for groceries. When I got back into the house I didn’t see my daughter, so I started calling her – no answer. My heart dropped. I ran outside screaming her name and she answered “I am here”. I looked around and she was all the way on the other side of the road. I ran to her, hugged her and started hysterically crying. That night I couldn’t sleep thinking about “what if…”.” – Oksana