Do you ever worry about someone you love? I certainly do. Sometimes I worry about myself, that my own future will not turn out the way I have planned it. Other times, I worry about friends of mine, who seem to be making bad decisions and heading down the wrong roads. In the past, I have worried about lovers leaving me, or not loving me the way I love them. And just recently, I noticed that I also worry about my family, and dread that some of them might die before I get to spend more time with them.
There is this wonderful booklet I read almost every day (sometimes I forget...) called