Fear is one of those emotions that can quickly over come someone. It starts with that pit in your stomach, followed by primal desire to run as far away from the sourse of fear as possible. That's where I'm at today.
Luke has his procedure today (will post more in my stories this afternoon), and my mom brain is going crazy. Logically, I know he'll be fine, its a relatively small procedure. I've even watched my oldest sister go through something similar when we were younger. But a mother's brain is overly protective, and mine is definitely in that state.
Knowledge and gratitude, I've found, are the best ways to fight fear. Knowing what to expect allows me to approach it logically, and since fear isn't a logical response in most situations, it easier to break down why I'm in that state. Gratitude brings me to a higher state, and focus on the positives of any situation.
How do you handle fear? 👇👇👇