To meet my love.

I find that many people are worry warts. They worry unnecessarily. They imagine that the worst will happen. That the sky is falling. But that's nothing to worry about. The sky is still up there. And it looks like it's very stable. That it won't fall. And even if it did, it would probably be a soft landing on our heads. Like a bundle of feathers. I once thought that the older I got, the more I'd worry. Maybe about dying. But that ain't so. I worry less because I'm enjoying life. And that makes me far too busy to worry. I have better things to do. Such as savoring life. And counting my blessings. As I soon head for Iceland and other exotic destinations. To meet my love. --Jim Broede