I _know_ worry only robs us of happiness. And yet it is something I'm prone to, and last night the worrying resulted in me coming up with another solution to a problem - by not letting my mind leave it alone, I worked it over and over until I came up with something I was happy with. I think it has its place.
In my work with new parents I encounter a lot of worry, but I think it's something that is supposed to happen - we are supposed to have concern for the creature we are solely responsible for. If we don't have their every little situation monitored, who will?
It's when it spills over into our enjoyment of the present that it becomes tricky. I found it hard to switch off and sing as my concern lay in different place than the venue I was in. And I think the responsibility aspect can be tough. It's when we feel isolated, if it is all down to us.
So I get to notice that in the places where I feel solely responsible, as a single parent for example, is where I find things hard. I sent a text of thanks today to a lone carer I know, in acknowledgment of the great job they are doing. I think we all need reminding we're not in this on our own.
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