Not to Worry

Because the universe has a wicked sense of humor, Blondie called me that night to ask if I had fun on my fishing trip.

“You didn’t fall in, did you Daddy?” she asked, laughing.

“I fell in, but I wasn’t hurt,” I said, cringing.

“Daddy! I knew it. I knew you were going to fall in. Oohh, I’m so mad at you.”

I thought she was overreacting. I knew she wasn’t really mad, but knew I’d added to her concerns. Now that her fears had been confirmed, she’d worry even more the next time I went fishing. 

I felt bad, but I’d found another reason to be grateful I was sober. Because I was sober, I had not given her many reasons to be worry. I didn’t drive drunk. I didn’t do drugs.  My idea of a good time was a long workout followed by dinner and a movie with her mother.

“Sorry Kiddo,” I said. “Not to worry, I won’t be fishing again for a while.”

Today I’ll be grateful I don’t give loved ones a reason to worry.

Burnout Training ©2018 by Ken Montrose

Burnout Training is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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