Bea Lewis

Sitting here in the South Florida sunshine and all I can think about is the storm of the century going through Baltimore where my youngest daughter and family live.  

Kim and her husband are responsible adults, especially my son -in-law who  protects his wife and two adorable daughters like a ferocious tiger hovering over the cubs.  I shouldn't  worry about them, after all knowing Larry, he already has plenty of batteries, extra water, snacks, many more blankets than needed JUST IN CASE the power goes off. He's always ahead of the weatherman on tv - he watches the wind, the cloud formation, the barometer and more. 

So why am I worrying that the huge tree in their front yard, the one just outside the girls' bedroom, might crack from the heavy ice (the weatherman said that trees will be downed from the storm) and come crashing through their window when they are all sound asleep. Maybe I should call and suggest the girls sleep in their parents bedroom until the storm is over.  Maybe I should call and suggest  Kim put up a pot of soup in case the power does go off and they need nourishing fare to keep them comfortable until the storm subsides. Maybe I sould take the next plane to Baltimore and put a bubble over their home> Oh my G-d - now I'm really losing it ! My obsessive mother gene is going into over drive. 

What to do? Maybe I should take a deep breath, relax and have confidence that my delicious little family will do what they need to do to WITHOUT ME to take care of themselves.  Easier said than done, I know.  But I will try.

For starters, I will  stop being a helipcoter mom and  let go of the controls, the controls I have no control over anyway. A distraction will  relieve me of the negative thoughts that are affecting the knot in my stomach, the lump in my throat.  MMM.... Saks is having a sale, I think I will go. Why worry? - Larry is flying the helicopter today.