I worry a lot. I wish I didn’t feel so much like Charlie Brown. Right now I’m plagued with concern for the Olympics and I’m not even going, much less competing. I think I spend too much time watching the news or listening to reports of what is going on where in this crazy world. I don’t advocate putting your head in the sand and pretending it isn’t happening; but how do all of us balance the good and hopeful with the scary and bad?
For there are things worth cheering about happening all around us. In the midst of my concern for the Olympians, I am reminded of the art show of our student and adult individuals work that will be opening in a community library here on the Cape. See it HERE. Their talent is awe inspiring and fills me with such pleasure that it pushes the worry away. I have decided to allow the good stuff to have center-stage in my brain for a while. It seems to help reminding myself that some things I have control over, some things I don’t.
I think parents are high up on the worry scale. That responsibility we hold to care for and cherish our child, regardless of their age, never fades. Whether you parent an astronaut, the Superbowl MVP or your child with complex special needs, you keep their well-being high up on your priority list. I called my 33 year old son yesterday to remind him to drive his family home safely on the snowy roads. As if he would do anything else with his precious cargo in his car. But I think he actually understood what I meant now that he is a father. What would have annoyed him 5 years ago probably made perfect sense to him now.
We could literally do this worry stuff 24 hours a day with everything going on but we all know that isn’t healthy; for us or for our children. I ask only that you find your balance between what you worry about and what you celebrate. And don’t aim for 50-50! That’s way too much worry, even for this worry-wort!
“Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.”
~Corrie Ten Boom