I'm so over protective and cautious as a parent. Idk, I'm just so paranoid and fearful of bad things happening. I'm anxiety ridden all of the time. I go to sleep counting off if everyone in my family is okay but that doesn't even guarantee me resting easy. The upside is that I'm so much closer to my mother, she has been such a huge huge help. She's so happy because, despite whatever she claims, I know she misses my father and she's very lonely. She tells me she feels so fulfilled. I'm so grateful to have her here and to have her living with me.