DH has gone twice to doctor this week, and the last gave him a clear bill of health. Whew.
Again, I realize this. Worry avails us nothing. I am grateful that I chose not to worry. I also did not ignore his symptoms or his concerns. We did our googling... and our what-iffing, and then we said, "We need data, and until we know there is something bad ahead, we will act as if life is good."
I am realizing, I want this attitude about our impending move too.
Still trying to remind myself that we are in the palms of God's hands. Be still and know that God is with us and around us. All manner of things will (eventually) be well, or at least endurable. And somewhere in the tears that will be shed, is laughter too.