Maybe you are headed to work like you always are, listening to your favorite radio program, maybe it is the weekend, you are headed nowhere in particular but hope to land some place special. Maybe you are driving around and around your block because the baby in the back seat refuses to sleep any other way.

It doesn’t really matter where you are driving, what you are doing.

You hear the siren somewhere in the distance–and you wonder if it is coming for you.

There are days when I am on my way to work, and the siren of anxiety can be heard in the distance.
It sounds like a faint police car wail that I am pretty sure I can ignore. Weee-oooo-no-good-you-are-fail-ing. On the good days it remains in the back of my head. A faint sound that can be drowned out by the daily activity that is my life.

Other days are not so good.

The anxiety siren comes closer.

I am grateful to have the opportunity to post at Renee Fisher’s place today. Would you join me there?