Afraid

I am afraid of what the future holds.
I am afraid that I am misunderstood more than understood.
I am afraid of the new year.
I am afraid that I am not strong enough.
I am afraid that I am making the wrong decisions and won't realize it until it's too late.
I am afraid I'll have regrets.
I am afraid I'll let you down.
I am afraid that I can't be all I need to be.
I am afraid to talk to God.
I am afraid to let go of the memories of what once was, or should I even let them go?
I am afraid of seeing someone I love very sick.
I am afraid of crying because once it starts I might not be able to stop.
I am afraid of holding on too tight.
I am afraid that things will never be the same again.
I am afraid of leaving one family to be with another.
I am afraid that while juggling I will drop a few of the balls, and that scares me.
I am afraid of not being the person I used to be.
I am afraid that I have walked so far away from my religion that I will never be able to get back.
I am afraid of having to rely on friends.
I am afraid of missing the little things, meaningless to others but meaningful to a Mom.