I have been reading a lot of posts online about
waiting. Waiting is so hard sometimes and it is even harder when worry is mixed in. Last night I went to the airport to pick up my friend and waited and waited for her to show up. Her flight had checked in at the gate when I checked in online but as the clock ticked and I waited and never heard from her I decided to check again. This time her flight no longer showed up. This made me worry. I called her. I texted her. I called again. I called the airport. I waited. I waited for about 2 hours and then decided it might be best to just go home and just wait there. I left. I waited. I worried. Finally I got a text back from my friend saying that she was not due till the next day. Relief ensued. My or her mistake, it did not matter. Even though I knew she was ok, the worry stuck around the rest of the night because it turned into what ifs. Its no fun to wait. No fun to worry either.
You captured it in your words Claire - the anxiety of waiting and worrying, not knowing. Thankfully, your friend is safe. You were out some time but your dear husband helped you get your stuff done.
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