He is a constant worrier. He and his family claim he always has been. He wants to make sure the people in his life are happy and taken care of. Of the times he has told me that he was worried about me it was in the context of “Am I sure I can handle an instant family? Kids, and dogs and a life I had never had before?” I had thought and prayed about it for several months and decided yes, I can handle it. Not only can i Handle it, but that I love his family and I long to live there, to be part of it, every day for the rest of my life.

When he told me recently that he will worry about me if we are together or not he didn’t give any specifics.

I am a hot mess. I can’t sleep or eat and feel like a zombie.