Pondering things, I wish I would have done differently, spirals into worry.

Wishing I had made better word choices when I spoke in anger, turns to worry.

Hoping no harm was done with my hateful words, becomes worry.

Questioning if the situation would have played out differently if a better choice...

“Slow down you’re going too fast!”

I’ve been told this nearly every day of my life.

Just as fast as I move so do my thoughts. From the moment my eyes open these thoughts are mostly of worry for kids, husband, finances, work project……you fill in the blank...