This is totally humiliating to say, but this week I stayed at home all alone. By myself. With no one else around. And I survived.

You may be wondering why I have been tweeting about the rise in my word count. Well, that is because I have been coming home from work to an empty house. A BIG empty house. Seriously, this house is 3600 sf, WITH a 2000 sf basement, PLUS an 800 sf attic. HUGE! (and way overbuilt for the neighborhood, I’ll have you know)

And no, the photo is not a picture of my house, but it is what I think it looks like in the dark. Yep. I have always had an irrational fear of staying home alone, without my husband. When he would go out of town for a week, I couldn’t sleep because I heard all the creaks and moans in the house. I would jump out of bed, phone in hand, ready to dial 911 and check all the doors and windows. It was crazy. And that was even with my kids at home with me!!!!

But this week, I stayed home all by myself. True, I had the help of Benadryl each and every night. (that’s the ingredient they put in Tylenol PM, by the way) Ahhh, I slept…though I must say my sinuses are sure drying up! lol

So tonight my husband and children are coming home. They have been away at camp. My husband teaches at this camp and my second son was a counselor this year. The two younger ones just went for fun and learning more about God and His kingdom.

I am ready for them to be home. While I loved the quiet around the house, which is great for word count, I find that I miss the steady hum of their existence within the walls of this big ole house. In some ways the silence is distracting.

So, I am a big girl now and can stay by myself. Thanks to all who offered to let me stay with you! I am so thankful to be victorious over this fear. God is good!

So what are some fears you have had to overcome, rational or not?