Frogs' Legs Aren't Funny

The download of my daily (almost) thoughts and ruminations.

Saturday, August 07, 2010

Fighting to Get Out

I have even less time this morning than I had last time I sat down to do this but I just have to say something. You never stop worrying about your kids.

You worry if they aren't happy, you worry if they have a bad job. You worry if they are struggling to get by. You worry if the grandkids have challenges. You worry if they are sick frequently or if you know there are underlying health problems. You worry if they simply don't appear to be taking care of themselves for a whole host of reasons. You worry if they seem unsettled. You worry if the economy has them trapped. You worry if they don't seem to take the right things seriously...you get the picture.

You try not to worry just because they live their life differently than you did or would. You try not to worry if their approach to daily life seems fatalistic. You try not to worry if it just seems like they have too much bad luck. You try not to worry if it seems like they are ignoring important health signs. You try not to worry if they are too much like you. You try not to worry if they seem stressed out 100% of the time. You try not to worry if they get headaches frequently. You try not to be sad while their talents lay dormant.

You just tell yourself that your parents probably worried in the same way (well, probably not mine) and they will probably worry about their kids or other small relations in the same way. It's the nature of the caring human being. You want to protect those you love from pain and suffering. That will simply never stop no matter how young or how old, how close or how far, it's a lifetime commitment without a contract. It's innate.