For some reason, I am in worry mode. Nothing terrible has happened, and nothing urgent going on. I'm pretty sure it isn't a hormonal flux either. :) My Mom always told me that it didn't matter how old I got, I was always her little girl. That is so right, she was still saying it when she died at 101. Golfer and I have two great daughters. They are smart, capable, responsible adults. They are good mothers. They are the principal income-producers in their families with great jobs. They work hard. And yet I worry about them. So I am trying to tell myself not to stress about things. Wish me luck.
The general state of the country worries me a lot, too. And the world. A friend recently posted this on Facebook. It sums up my feelings on a lot of things.
I think I may go out and sit in the sun. It's cool outside but is supposed to get a lot warmer this week. I'm sure this will help my mood. I don't tolerate whiners, so I am telling myself to "suck it up and get on with it".
Stay safe, people!
1 comment:
Geez, Mom. Stop worrying. We're all cool here.
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