Dear Friends,
This morning before even I had a chance to open my mouth, my "Samaritan" friend decided to talk some sense into me!
“Ok. This trip was a ‘mistake!’ It’s too late now! We are already here and we can’t leave until Thursday!”
I remain silent, nodding my head in agreement. But, I’m quite aware that “guilt” is slowly tucking itself in the back of my mind to make room for “worry.”
I can’t help but think what if I get sick? What if on the way to the airport the bus turns over? What if there is a coup, a hurricane? What if the plane crashes? As I run out of my own “what ifs” I borrow some about my family.
No point in lying on the beach anymore. I go in to call a few people. I’m determined not to have a good time!
After spending the whole morning worrying, attempting to make calls, not getting through and worrying some more, I finally decide to calm my nerves by going back to the dessert table. Being grateful to tuck in some starch and sugar in my cells!
Have a worry-free day everyone!
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