It’s not the things that keep you up at night that actually end up derailing you. It’s the car accident on a random Tuesday, the phone call from an out of state hospital on a Saturday night, or the edges of a headache that hit on a Sunday afternoon while you’re out playing trivia with friends.
Don’t waste your time worrying. Most of what we fester over never happens and, even if it does, the time wasted worrying could have been better lived.
I’ve always been a worrier. From the day I realized I was a separate entity from my Mom, I have worried. About everything. I’ll tell you though that the one thing that I don’t recall ever actually worrying about is a brain tumor. Never occurred to me as a possible thing to worry about, and yet…voila! All that other worrying seems wasteful now, so why did I bother?
Every day, I feel stronger. I know I still have a lot of things to work on and to deal with, but today I am hopeful and so very grateful for the love of my family, my friends, the support of amazing co-workers, the education and skills of remarkable doctors and nurses, and the fact that I am fortunate enough to have access to good healthcare coverage.
I’m not religious, but I know there is a greater power that plays a role in all of this, and I both acknowledge and am grateful for that power and all who have included me in their prayers.
Nancy Wiley writes. 