single mom


I am a worrier.

It’s one of those little quirks that I can’t seem to shake. I’ve tried, trust me. I worry about everything, from the possibility that I may one day have cancer to having my apartment broken into, F getting sick, something bad happening to my parents and little things like losing my car keys. It seems silly, but I can’t help it. I just worry.

My worry has become such a monster that I’ve begun to question whether or not good things can just happen. When I was bombarded with good news earlier this month, I joked that the world really must be ending on December 21. Luckily for all of us it didn’t, but there was just no way that I could have all this great stuff coming my way. Anyone who knows me well can tell you that if I didn’t have bad luck, I’d have none. I’m that person, it would seem.

My theory that everything happens for a reason is often the only thing that keeps me going. I don’t always understand the whys or even the hows, but I believe that there is a purpose and that each challenge I’m faced with will only make me stronger eventually. From time to time, my faith in that falters and I have a meltdown.

“You’re such a strong, happy person,” a good friend told me recently. The irony that I was in the middle of one of the abovementioned meltdowns was not lost on me. Wiping the tears from my face and apologizing for my breakdown, I listened to her tell me what I already know. I’m doing the right thing and I’ve come a long way. It’s time to let go of the fear that I’m making a mistake, the doubts that are eating away at me have no place in my life any more.

In the middle of all the crap that was thrown my way in the past eight weeks – or the past year if we want to be serious here – I’ve done my best to stay positive. Even though my heart was broken, I did all I could to smile and love. Feeling sorry for myself won’t help, and the truth is that there are many people who are dealing with a lot worse than I ever had to.

Put into the world what you want to get from it. Project positivity and happiness when you don’t feel like it because that’s when it counts the most. You might be surprised to find that it comes back to you in due course.

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