Not to Worry

I have raised four daughters, and believe me, that comes with many worries and anxieties and concerns and dangers, and fears and uncertainties,  and disasters, and so on.   Over the course of many many years,  I have learned that for me to be eaten up by worry and anxiety adds nothing positive to either my children's lives, or mine.   So I have pretty much learned to shut it down.  I have learned to practice the discipline:  Not to Worry.

At the moment,  my one remaining un-married daughter "Cate" is in transition.  I should use the plural.  She has many transitions going on in her life all at once.  They include leaving her job,  moving,  planning a wedding,  getting married, selling her house. (Not to mention launching a daughter into adulthood).

 The details are like dominoes.  The house closing date and the moving date have to be coordinated.  The house that she is moving into is unfinished. There is the need for a storage shed for some place to put her things.  There is a time between when her health insurance ends, and she can get on her husband's.  And on and on the list goes.

 But it doesn't do me any good to worry.  I am a planner and a detail person in the extreme, so not having all the details worked out may drive me crazy, but I do know that there is no point in worrying.  I work very hard at practicing non-worry.  I have memories of my own mother's high level of anxiety over all things, and the stress that caused in my life.

Worry won't get anything done.   Cate admits that in order to function,  even she has to "let it all go".   In other words, give up on worry.  What gets done will get done. What doesn't doesn't.  Despite all of that, she is still excited about her new life.  And therefore, I am excited for her.

May the next stage of Cate's life bring all good things!  
She deserves it!