Musings

As a new parent I often thought about my mortality and the worst-case "what if" scenarios because I wanted my children to always be loved and protected and who but me would be able to do that?

After having Hunter I went through a phase: every time I drove on a NY bridge I devised an escape route just in case something tragic happened. I realized at some point that it wasn't healthy...or maybe it's because we moved to Atlanta and I owned a new set of unrealistic concerns. 

 I'm not completely an extremist cuckoo (just a little) when it comes to my worries...sometimes they can be as small as attempting to juggle a daily task list with involved parenting. I've come to acknowledge through my collective experiences, there is no time for worrying and wondering. I want to enjoy life without the constant nagging of my anxious fears. It's been an uphill battle for me - but each new day is a chance to show my children how worrying doesn't provide solace and positivity can change perspective. 

 If you're having a moment or a not-awesome day, here are some "reminders" I like to read from time to time.