Anxiety

I don't know that it's really anxiety I feel. Worry could be a better word. Worry that I won't measure up. Measure up to what? I'm not exactly sure. Will I ever be seen as more than dad's wife? Will they want to come and visit, when it's their own choice and not a choice made for them? Will they come because they feel loved and comfortable? Will they NOT come because they feel awkward and bored around me?
I realize it's a lot of pressure to put on myself. Like most, there isn't a whole lot I can do. Circumstances, unfortunately, play a much larger role than anything I do or do not do. But that doesn't stop the worry. Will they know how much we want them in our home? Will they see that the rules and the trips, the family home evenings and hours at church are because we love them and want what's best for them? All parents worry about these things I suppose so maybe I'm right where I need to be.