The last two days I have been feeling "The Panic".
The dollar plummets overseas- our spending power decreases daily.
The housing market is terrible- what if we can't sell the house?
Usually K- is the worrier and I comfort her with "everything is going to be fine- it will work out the way it's supposed to" Being of service to others is an old recovery trick- if you comfort another you don't have time to think about yourself. Apparently I've made time to do both.