I woke up feeling that feeling. You may know the one. It’s like your mind and body are preparing for a worst-case scenario situation … for no reason at all.

I checked on the boys. They were fine. I checked on dad. He was fine. My mother-in-law was fine and a bit insulted that I thought if she weren’t fine, I could handle the problem. Jay was fine. I checked the calendar hanging inside the pantry. I didn’t forget about a practice, rehearsal, or well-child checkup. In fact, that calendar, once covered with hand-scribbled reminders for each date, now has two notes for dad’s upcoming doctor appointments. I couldn’t find a rational reason as to why or where it was coming from.

Have comments? Email becky@wilsonlivingmagazine.com. Telling Tales is written by Wilson County’s Becky Andrews and Angel Kane.

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