Standing in line at the supermarket checkout counter recently, I overheard a conversation between a young child and their mother. The child seemed very worried about being late to basketball practice. “Oh, don’t be such a Worry Wart,” the mother replied. Things only escalated between the two from there. This triggered something deep within me because when I was a child I was labeled “Worry Wart” by my parents and the name still stings a bit. What I didn't understand as a child was that worrying can actually be a good thing.