Worry

Sometimes I find myself worrying about my failures as a wife, mother,
sister, daughter, friend…
Most often, after an episode or two of (normal) dysfunction
or a simple misunderstanding.

I worry about what I do and say
and why I seem to do and say insensitive things
or nothing al all.

I worry about whether or not I raised children that loving and respectful,
especially towards each other.

I worry about not setting the proper example.
I worry myself sick.

Then out of nowhere, I get a random text…
          ”I love you”
and I immediately realize I am doing just fine.