The Chief didn't come home last night.  Or this morning as planned.  The hospital is still in lock down .  Some disgruntled customer is threatening to shoot up the place.  My spouse came home late this morning and was returning back to work at the regular time.  They haven't caught whom ever made the threats, so he will probably be staying tonight.

As I drove to work this morning, I found myself looking longingly at the ditch and wishing I hadn't thrown the cake away.  This scenario brings out any fear I've ever had about losing my spouse.  I 'm breathing my way through it, saying the Serenity Prayer a lot and reassuring myself that I am over-reacting.  I'm merely feeling the anxiety more because I'm not stuffing my face to be rid of it.

Blessings abound