By Ann Minnett

My natural inclination is to worry about those I love. What a waste of time! Fretting doesn’t give my loved ones much credit, nor does it protect me from occasional pain that comes with loving another.

Worry focuses on a future that I can’t control, typically the bad stuff that rarely happens anyway. Mostly, future-tripping robs me of the love I feel today. So, when tough times arise, I’ve learned to love harder and have a little faith.