I know, strange question, right? But it was something I was thinking about the other day and I know that others have the same problem.
When life is going well, we suddenly begin to wonder when the other shoe is going to drop, right on top of us. Even my mother remembers a day when she was driving to the local college to finish yet another degree. Her kids (including me) were pretty much grown up, she had a new car, the day was beautiful, and she realized she was happy.
That’s when it hit her. She was happy.
In her world, you aren’t supposed to be happy. When you’re happiest is when bad things start to happen to you. And then that dark cloud called fear, worry, and dread comes over you. You begin to look around every corner before walking because you’re absolutely positive that something bad is going to happen to you.
If you don’t believe me, just read or listen to the news. Every single day something bad, and I mean REALLY bad happens to someone. When is it going to happen to me? It’s really just a matter of time, isn’t it?
And there I go again, wasting a perfectly beautiful day just waiting for some kind of tragedy or horror to befall me.
Sure, bad things have happened to me in my life. I have lost loved family members, several long before they should have died. I had absolutely no premonition that they would fall ill and die. But when it happened, I put one foot in front of the other and managed to deal with it.
So what is it with worry and anxiety? Why do we allow them to control our lives? We have to stop waiting for something bad to happen. Worry has never, not ONCE in the history of the world, changed the outcome of anything. Worry is the most wasted emotion ever.
And when bad things happen, we manage to deal with them.
So why not just enjoy that beautiful, perfect day and stop killing ourselves with the fear that the rug is about to be pulled out from underneath us. If it is, then deal with it.
Until then, damn it, enjoy that perfect day. They really don’t come around as often as we would like. Take it as the gift it is.