Nothing to Fear

By Heather
FDR once said that the “Only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”
Personally, I disagree.
At least once a month, Mr. W says to me, “You worry too much.”
As we’ve been married 20 + years, it’s a familiar conversation, and I’m always struck by his incredulity that I can’t seem to turn the worry off.
I’m a worrier.
It’s in my DNA. Hazel eyes. Brown hair. Freckles. Worry.
I’d like to point out that FDR might be a smidge bit wrong with that quote above.
I can stress out over anything, big or little. The chicken didn’t defrost in time for dinner? Stress. Son #2 driving an hour to school in a torrential downpour? Automatic gray hair. An EMT siren going off while Mr. W is out running? Palpitations.
Huge fears, tiny fears...doesn’t matter. Hello, anxiety.
As hard as I’ve tried to change, to de-stress, to be more Zen...I can’t seem to do it.
I’m blaming my genes.
Are you a worrier, too? And if not, how do you stay stree-free? 
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