Refer back to The List
Number 2: List three legitimate fears and why/how they became that way.
Number 2: List three legitimate fears and why/how they became that way.
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I'm afraid of someone breaking into my house. When I was in 7th or 8th grade, someone broke into my dad's house and I was the first one home. I can close my eyes and still see it all. It was a Thursday night, my mom was dropping me off after youth group, had Burger King with me.. opened the door and the porch door was already opened and my dog was at the front door to greet me. After I walked into the house, I set my food down, turned around and noticed the tv gone and wires coming out, turned again and saw the computer gone.. and I ran back outside to my mom who was luckily still out there. It was also the first time in my life I saw my dad cry. It terrified me and took me a long time to be by myself at the house (especially at night) again. Still have that fear that I will come home and something like that would happen again.
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I'm afraid something will happen to my dad. I know everyone has that fear of losing someone they love.. but it's not the same with my mom. It's not that I'm not afraid of something happening to her, but to my dad, it's more of a conscious fear. And I think that's because I know my mom's heart and her faith, so I'm consciously, not as worried about her. I know she would be with her Creator. For my dad, it's a bit harder. I feel like he always has something going on with his health or heart and I don't talk to him a whole lot... I'm just afraid that something will happen to him, that it would be a long time since I've seen or have talked to him, and that I'll never see him again. Just hearts my heart thinking about it.
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I'm afraid of never having a family. I just see so many amazing single women and it just baffles me that they don't have that. Especially the ones that I know are longing for it. I just don't understand it and pray that later in life, no one will have that same thought of me.
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