Making deep roots.
At what point in time do you suddenly begin to fear? Fear for your future, and your present; and even from some choices in your past. When did that happen!? Did I just wake up one morning and decide I was no longer a child without a care in the world? Don't get me wrong, I still get out my coloring box on occasion and whip up a mean picture of The Cookie Monster, but when did fear/anxiety become a part of my life? I'm not one to live in fear, but for some reason, I've been so anxious with the uncertainty of my future. This past month my parents were home from Thailand and it was so great to be able to spend some face -to-face time with them instead of the usual Skype sessions. We laughed a lot and ate even more. But it wasn't until the last three days of my mother being here that I really began to appreciate the lack of distance that we had been able to enjoy. Do you ever have that feeling when you're sick, or upset where you think "I just want a hug