Peace amidst Panic

I have another little secret to share with you all.... I am a worrywart. I know, it's a shocker. But you can believe it. And the other night, while laying in bed with HL, I experienced something which makes me worry- often when I lay down, my heart goes a little crazy. I know in my rational head that's it nothing, but my anxious side doesn't hear that. So anyway, I was laying there with my eldest and thinking about how my heart is doing this more often and my anxiety got carried away. I started to worry that I may indeed have something wrong. And what if I were to die young? Panic. But then, I felt a sense of peace come over me due to the fact that I have chosen to work less. I thought about laying on my death bed and knew that I would regret working overtime every week and missing time with my children. The thought came to me that, even though I am dirt broke right now, I am glad that I made the choice to work less days a week and be with my children as much as possible. I made the right decision. That my children know I love them more than life itself is a peaceful thought. And how better to show them than to spend time with them?