I HATE the damn motorcycle.
I am having the hardest time getting a grip on him riding a bike. I have been walking around with knots in my stomach ever since we bought it.
When he is two minutes past curfew my head starts spinning and the "what-ifs" start bombarding me... it's driving me crazy.
I keep telling myself that worrying doesn't change anything and I'm really trying not act like a crazy woman... not working so far.
I guess it doesn't help that two boys, 17 and 16, died in a car wreck just a couple of miles up the highway from us last week.
Okay, now I've got to go walk this off..... HELP!
4 comments:
Wish I had answers... I'm the same way with motorcycles. I hope you can find your center and breath through the distress. Sending Love your way
I don't know how you are with your oldest son, but I know my mom worries about me and my sisters all the time too when we are traveling (and we're all over 29 years of age) and we don't have motorcycles. Maybe it's just a mom thing... but, since I'm not a mom, I can't be sure. My mom just prays alot when we are on the road...and worries.
The good (very good) thing is that you don't live in a large metro area.
I can't tell you not to worry, I'd worry.
I think you are very normal, but that doesn't make it suck any less.
<3
Sending lots of peace your way. I can't even imagine how I'd feel!
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