Yes, you’re right, it’s more apprehension. I’ll use that word from now on. But I’m doing pretty well at letting God handle it. I just have these moments. I’m alone and I just wish to God that I had someone to stay with me, someone to care and tell me it will be ok. Even if I want to hear it 100 times.
One of the hardest things for me to do is to ask for help. I have found that when I do, my friends are there for me.
Prayers for good results and for company. Human or/and angel. Not the little cupid, a warrior angel that scares anyone who sees him, eh? There is a battle going on so how about a platoon?