I am not a natural worrier, only when there is something to worry about. I accept that there is nothing I can do to help one of my daughters, as she does not want to be free of her addiction to codeine. I suppose it would be nearer the mark to say I am concerned about her and her children, as both her sons seem unable to get a job.
I don't worry at all about her sister, who is competent, happy, comfortable and married to a lovely man. However, she worries about me, which is why she wants me to emigrate, so she can 'keep an eye' on me. I don't feel I need it, but I suppose the day might come when I am not quite as able to walk for hours up steep mountain paths. And I do appreciate her loving concern for me.
Lack of public toilets in towns.