My beloved Dad dies in April, suddennly of a massive heart attack. No ilness, no signs, just BANG - he was gone. Besides all the greif/crying/sadness etc I have this anxiety over bad things happenning to tose I love.
For example, dh is a cyclist, if he is late home from a ride I mentally prepare myself he has been in an accident and the phone will soon ring. If I phone My Mum (who now lives alone) and she doesn't answer I think something awful has happenned, if the phone rings at an odd time (early morning or late eve) I think it's bad news.
This feeling doesn't haunt me or prevent me from going about my day, but just in that plit second it seems so real.
Is this normal or am I going completley mad?