Worry? Me? 

 

I grew up with a mom that was a worry-wart! Yep…she worried anytime we were not in her sight. She has worried about me for 64 years. “Call us when you get there.” “It’s going to be dark, why don’t you spend the night?” “Oh it’s raining. Wait for the storm to pass.” I have assured both of my parents that I have lights and wipers on my car and driving in the rain should be ok. Combine that with all of the children and grandchildren and now great-grandchildren in our family, she is in a constant state of worry. I wonder if it is genetic...

Now, don’t get me wrong. It’s nice to know that someone worries about me, but I hate that in this time in her life, she still worries. I’m pretty sure I can’t change that.

As a mom and grandma myself, I get it. I can’t control much, but I can worry. Fortunately, I know that Katie & Anthony are taking good care of those babies & Katie & Anthony are taking good care of each other. But I do still worry.

I might worry about my Mom and Dad more. I worry that there are things I can do for them and things I cannot do for them. I worry about what the future holds for all of us.

However, on Sunday, during my online Mass experience, I felt like the gospel had been written to give me a wakeup call. Basically, it was about Martha & Mary…and Martha’s feeling that she had to “do it all!” Fr. Mike reminded us that Martha was more worried about what Mary wasn’t doing instead of doing her things with grace. I’m simplifying this way more but, in my head, I reminded myself that I can’t worry about everything…just worry about the things I can control.

I needed the reminder that I need to focus on my daily living and not what I didn’t get done, or what will happen if….Life goes on, regardless of any failures I may have.

It was mentioned that we really don’t make mistakes, just bad decisions or learning experiences. I was reminded of my counselor’s comment that the anxiety is so much worse than the reality. All of these things have been swirling in my head, making me think!

UGH! It’s all so much easier than said. I wake up in the morning with my mantra to stay positive and remind myself that I need to give myself some grace. Then, something happens and I go down the rabbit hole. However, as I write this today, I think I have made some progress. I’m working really hard to stay “on task” with this desire to not worry about things I cannot control. It’s a work in progress, but it is progress.

Do you worry? Yes or no? If yes, welcome the club! If not…how about some tips?

I’m taking one day at a time and not going to get to far ahead of myself!!  xoxoxoxxo