I can’t seem to quit worrying about my son. He’s in his first year of college, having a lot of ups and downs (which, I suppose, is to be expected), and who is, by all reports, partying pretty hard. (Also to be expected, I’m sure.)
He’s pretty closed off to talking about any of this, but I feel that it’s important that his dad and I approach him about it. I keep playing over in my mind what we should say to him.
This is what I’m obsessing over this morning.
May 10, 2005, 04:27AM PDT | 1 comment
Progress already! A small baby-step to report.
I caught myself beginning to worry. As soon as I caught myself, I realized just what a non-issue I was beginning to worry about, and poof! The worry dissipated like a wispy cloud on a sunny day!
Now, if I can keep that up!!!
May 09, 2005, 11:18AM PDT | 0 comments
Worrying is so a part of my nature I worry about everything…
Whether or not my words have unitnentionally hurt someone.
Whether or not the car will need repairs
I worry about how my son is doing.
I worry to the point of panic over money and medical issues
If I can at least get to the point of not panicking, I know that this goal will be within reach.
May 09, 2005, 09:47AM PDT | 1 comment
