Luce-Fear Ridden

Fears.

This was not something I have looked forward to writing about. I guess as someone anxiety ridden..writing about fears is a fear in itself.

Spiders? No

Any Bug? No

Snakes? Nope.

Mice? Oh heck yes. So petrified of any little thing that resembles a mouse...including hamsters and gerbils. Ewww. My cats are great mouse hunters, but unfortunately I get to see their killings and I freak out each and every time. My daughter fortunately doesn't share my fear and she now has been designated to be my "take the mouse outside" helper.

*Shudders*

I fear that something will happen to one of my children. I love my kids with my heart and soul and I can't imagine not having one of them in my life. I am not the over protective Mom that you read about in magazines and see on tv, but I worry so much about them.

My love. I am 41. He is 47. My fear is that we will never be able to end the distance and at this age we will never have "our time." I love that man with my entire being.

My biggest fear?



That I will die alone. I have a habit of running from those that love me and burning bridges. I just want to live, be loved, and be happy. I fear that my past has ruined my future. I fear that I will never be able to get to the point that I can live in TODAY.

I wrote this yesterday and had hopes that maybe I could write more...but I can't. This entry was definitely NOT one I liked to write. So I will end it here.

And sum it up quite easily.

I have many fears. And that scares me. :/