Ever since we lost our home to fire(Dec 23, 2007), I’ve lost any sense of security I had. I turn around and come home to check that everything is off or unplugged every time I go somewhere. I’ll leave family gatherings, shopping trips, meals out, to make sure the house is o.k.
This, has got me looking into burglar alarm systems. I want one that does fire and general emergencies, also. . Too much of my time has been spend wondering “what if?” What if one of my kids had been home alone that night? What if we hadn’t taken the dog with us to the family gathering we were at? What if I’d lay down for a nap like I wanted instead of being on time?
I guess it’s a form of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. At least that’s what my doctor tells me. He says to go easy on myself. Give it time. How much longer do I need? I’m tired of being a neurotic nut case. Sigh……..


