Every morning I walk my daughter out to the street to see her off to school. I always hug her, tell her I love her and to have a good day. I constantly worry about her from the moment she steps into the street and heads for the bus stop. I even watch her walk down the street to the bus stop and continue until the bus picks her up. We live in a gated community, so I don’t know why I worry so much. I guess all mothers worry about their children but I feel like I worry more then I should.
My mother used to worry a lot, but mainly about my brother. As the years went by, you could see how the worry that she felt was seen on her face. It weighed her down. It even got to the point where she developed nerves. You know the type where you make yourself sick? My mother was sick often from the worry she had for my brother and it never got better as he got older.
The worry I have for my daughter is not as deep as my mother had for my brother. I never want to worry to the point where it makes me sick. However, I have come to realize that the worry will always there and I believe it comes from the feeling of “only the two of us”.