Having a loved one go missing is not something I would wish on anyone. I've been through it, with a very unhappy ending, and know I can live through it...but that only seems to have made it clear that bad things do happen to good people.

I fear losing those close to me.

I don't dread pain as much as I fear suffering.

I fear living my life fully, and realizing at the end that I haven't really done all that much.

I worry about my kids growing up to be good people.

I'm sure there's more but that's what comes to mind at the moment.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.