I don't have too many fears. Out of the ones that I do have maybe one or two of them are irrational and the others are very rational. One of my biggest fears is coming home to our house in ashes. I worry about losing everything including Echo.
This morning as I was getting ready to go to work I had this really weird feeling.... like our house was going to catch on fire. I was debating on whether or not I should take Echo to work with me and risk her getting too hot in the car in between stops. I finally decided that everything was going to be fine and she would be much happier here by herself cuddled up on our bed. I then went to work and ran some errands. On my way home, I noticed a big black cloud in the sky. It didn't look like it was close to our house at all so I kept driving my usual route home. The closer I got to my house, the more I realized that it could very well be my house. I started to panic and think about how it would be all my fault and what I needed to do, etc. As I get to our subdivision, I notice the cops have some of the entrances blocked off. Fortunately, at that point I could finally see that the fire was one street over from our house. *sigh*
It breaks my heart that someone will have to rebuild their life due to this fire, but I am more than grateful that it wasn't my house.