Worry is something that I know intimately. In 2019 I worked on eliminating worry from my life as much as possible. I realized how much it controlled me in the 4-5 years prior. I had found myself being a professional worrier. For me, it has been life-changing, not that it still doesn’t try and sneak up on me now and then. But I have learned to make myself recognize it sooner, therefore better able to let it go. Do I still have things to worry about? Absolutely! I decided last year that I would do my best to live in the moments as I am given them, find happiness and joy in them, even in the face of pain, both physically and emotionally. I have to decide that in every single day because the opportunities to step back into worry, unrest and disease are always there. I wrongly believed that worry and love went hand in hand. In other words, if I truly loved you, I would worry with, for, and in honor of you. There is a huge difference in worry and heartfelt concern born out of love. You can be concerned from a heart of love without letting worry steal your life. Finding the balance between the two is what I aim for. Sometimes I hit the bulls-eye and sometimes I will only hit the target somewhere outside of the bulls-eye. More and more consistently my darts are not flying somewhere into the abyss nowhere near the target. Michael and I had a nice electronic dartboard and we played a lot of darts. I was lousy at first but kept getting better with practice. I will keep those lessons and apply them to my life when it comes to worrying. The bulls-eye never gets bigger to make it easier to hit. What improves is the aim.
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Frances Durisseau
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