I can't help it...
I worry too much.
I get worked up about too much.
I let the smallest things bother me...too much.
I know this, I try to be better, but it seems that I have to be reminded too often with big events that what I worry about is really nothing.
And in those big things that occur, I learn and then with time go back to my flaws.
I can't help it...
I worry too much.
I get worked up too much.
I let the smallest things bother me...too much.
And then I watch a coach get on his son for a simple mistake during a 9U baseball tournament.
I watch my son as he has a look that he let me down during his game.
And in these little things which may just be the bigger things, I realize how much this stuff doesn't matter.
But then...
I can't help it...
I worry too much.
I get worked up too much.
I let the smallest things bother me...too much.
I wish I were better.
I wish I could be what I want to be as a person, husband, and especially a father.
I wish I didn't fail so often.
But...
I can't help it...
But I am trying, and I promise I won't give up working to be what I want to be.
