As a mother, there are oh so many things to worry about. Does my son have friends? Is he being bullied? Is he bullying? Is he reading at grade level? Will he turn out all right? These small anxieties can really add up. . . . How do I process these thoughts so they don’t put me on edge?

My father used to repeat the story of a poor old man traveling on the side of the road with a package half his height and double his weight. When a rich man passes in a coach and offers him a lift, he gratefully accepts it. To the rich man’s surprise, he notices that while the poor man is seated in his coach, he is still carrying the heavy load!

The poor man explains, “It’s bad enough that I am troubling you to give me a lift, but I should also ask you to carry the weight of my package for me?”

The rich man responds, “The fact that you are in my carriage means that I am carrying both you and your package—what needless energy you are wasting!”

I recently read a letter of the Rebbe underscoring the same point:

You are, without a doubt, a believer. So, the very first point of belief is that G‑d directs the world. And if He is capable of directing 1.5 billion people, then your own affairs will certainly see the fulfillment of the verse, “I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and deliver you” . . . Is G‑d really in need of your worrying as to how He is going to run your affairs and solve your problems? Or will He succeed in finding good solutions even without your worrying?

And that’s really the only solution to my anxiety—knowing that my worrying will not help with the outcome.

Thoughtstream: Today, I will put down my load and enjoy the ride.

(Adapted from Igrot Kodesh, vol. 4, p. 255.)