The evolution of worry.
Like most women, most moms, I often find my brain going in a million different directions with what needs to be done, what should be done, what can I do to get "it" done, when can it be done and it goes on and on and on. I find myself worrying over that which I cannot control. For example, when will we get orders? Where will we get orders? Will the Army dismantle 3rd brigade, booting us out of Ft Benning? Why am I worried about this? Whether 3rd Brigade comes or goes, we can come down on orders at anytime and no matter WHERE we get orders to, we WILL move. How will the girls handle moving? Won't it be sad when we move away from Grandma and Grandpa? Most recently troubling my heart and my brain is Millie's birthday party. Millie has talked to me multiple times about not having "Millie sized friends," as she says. It troubles me very much. I think about it often. Despite my efforts, we are still struggling in the friend department. I mean we al...