What's your biggest worry?

My plan for this blog was not to ask endless questions. I pictured myself diving in to the universe's most critical issues (or at least some important ones anyway) and putting in my two cents. Mostly, I've just asked more questions.

Here is another. What's your biggest worry? Would it worry me? Would it worry your neighbor? Would it worry anyone and everyone?

Last night I was torn up over which holiday parties I should go to. Yes, that's right; holiday parties. This issue has plagued me for years. Why does the world not just revolve around me in such a way that none of them overlap and I can do everything! Be everywhere! Not miss anything! Oh, and while you're at it, can it be arranged, please, so that my parties do not overlap with my kids' father's family's parties so that they don't have to worry either. Then we can all be happy in our partying. (Wait, one last thing. Someone provide me with enough money to buy presents for all these happy people.)

That's my biggest worry. Or was.

Now, I'm wondering if I have an extra winter hat at home for a student whose mother won't give him food. (We're working on food too.) I'm wondering where a very young mother and her daughter will sleep tonight.

Last week I wondered how these young people will find work. Now I'm wondering where they will find food and shelter.

True, these are not MY worries. Not really. But like a traffic cop I stand, directing people to the lesser of many evils, and the worries rub off. Sometimes a little, sometimes a little more.

In times like this, when things look bleak, I like to make a list. Let's start.

1. When these nightmares are over for these young people, they will have earned the right to stand tall and be proud of the accomplishments they have made.

Do you have a #2?