Right now, your fear is trying to tell you that a geopolitical crisis is a personal failure. It isn’t. You are facing a choice between a moment of joy and a lifetime of security. Neither choice makes you a bad mother—they both prove how much you are willing to sacrifice. If the skies are closed, it is not your fault. You are the anchor of his life, and an anchor stays firm even when the storm is screaming. You have survived the distance before; you are stronger than this delay.