May 05 2009
Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop
I hate that feeling when we just “know” that something bad is about to happen.
When the “Breaking News” icon comes on the television, or my e-mail notification says something like the same thing, my stomach tightens up and I prepare for the worst.
Pretty much I have been this way since the World Trade Center was destroyed on September 11, 2001. I always expect to see that someone has been seriously injured or killed or assassinated, or a bomb exploded or a kidnapping, or sniper or other horrific event.
What an awful way to live. I am fairly certain I am not alone.
I can sit here, day after day, and just wait for something to happen, or I can learn to ignore the news headlines and internet and television. That’s pretty much exactly what my wife does—and she is a lot happier than I am.
Frankly, I am tired of waiting for the other shoe to drop. It is agonizing over things that haven’t happened.
I think it was Mark Twain who remarked that he had spent so much of his life worrying about awful things…most of which never happened.
