Yep. That’s me. I win the biggest baby of the year award. Hands down.

So, tonight, after church, I came home, and, as I was pulling into the driveway, I noticed that lights were flickering in my living room. I immediately stopped in the bottom of the driveway, and started watching the window. The t.v. was on. I knew that I never, ever leave the t.v. on, and was quite sure that I hadn’t done so before leaving for church. I contemplated going to the neighbor’s house, and asking if he would walk in with me. Instead, I called the voice of reason…a.k.a Chris. He kept asking if I was sure I hadn’t left it on, and I kept telling him that I wasn’t sure but that I didn’t know why I would have, since I never do that. He told me to try the door, and if it was locked…all was good. He also mentioned the fact that it would be highly unusual for someone to break into our house, and then sit around and watch t.v. This, I know, but I couldn’t bring myself to walk in. I imagined someone, knowing I was without my husband for a while, waiting to pounce on me…with gruesome acts of crime to follow. I didn’t know what to do. I knew it was probably nothing, but I was too scared to just walk in and see.

So, this is where the biggest baby part comes in…I drove back to the church, as fast as I could, and was hoping that my uncle was still hanging around. He already knows what a big wuss I am, and I wouldn’t have been too humiliated to ask him to come home with me and check the house. Well, he wasn’t there. There were like three cars left in the parking lot. I went in to see, anyway. Bro. Gary, who is a police officer, and his wife, Beth, were standing there, and, when I told them my predicament, Beth immediately volunteered Bro. Gary’s services to me. So, Beth rode with me, and Gary followed me. He came in, checked all the rooms and doors, and pronounced the house safe. I immediately felt like a huge baby, but was so relieved. They were very kind to me, and gave me their phone numbers, insisting that I call them if I get scared again. They even promised not to tell everyone about it. Ha. Jen, don’t tell on me, okay? I told Chris on the phone, later, that even now that I know I over-reacted, and it was nothing…I’m still glad that I had him come and look through the house. I would have not had a decent moment’s sleep, if he had not.

So, moral of the story is, I am the biggest baby of the year, but I am beyond thankful for my church family. Even if I feel like I’m imposing on them, I know that they are always there, and will make themselves available to me if I need them. Not everyone has that, and I do. For that, I am truly thankful.