Is it fear or is it worry?

What is fear? Is it really different from worry? According to dictionary.com, Worry is:
1. to torment oneself with or suffer from disturbing thoughts; fret.
Fear is: 1. a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.

Pretty similar...To worry is imagine something that hasn't happened and to torment yourself to the point you believe it will happen. To fear is to imagine something that hasn't happened based possibly on what's happened in the past and to torment yourself to the point you believe it will happen.

Had a conversation today with my sister. She has deep thoughts about things. We were talking about whether it was safe to fly, what with the all that's going on now days. I admit, I say a prayer at take off whenever I fly, and I look at the passengers to see if anyone fits my profile of a "terrorist", but ultimately, I don't decide when I die. I firmly believe that when it's my turn to die, I will. My grandma used to tell a story about a man named Joe who, when death came knocking at his door, ran and hid. Death came in and sat down at the table to wait. Eventually, the man decided to disguise himself and go talk to death. This went well, as death fell for the disguise, and they sat there talking. Eventually death got tired of waiting, looked at the man and said, "I guess Joe's not coming so I'll take you instead."

Unfortunately, death is a part of life. If it's not our pets, it's our friends, or our relatives, and eventually even ourselves. It's been that way for centuries. I'm not afraid to die, but I'd feel bad for the people I've left behind. There is still a lot of things that I'd like to accomplish before I die, as my list of goals will attest, so I don't plan on going anytime soon, but, it's not my choice. I don't believe I've accomplished what I was placed on this earth to accomplish. I don't believe we're here just to live our lives and die, but to accomplish something special before we go. I believe that it's our duty to leave this place better than how it was before we came here, in some way, shape or form. I'm not sure what that is for me, but there are times when I feel I'm on the verge of finding out. Every now and again, I sense the door to understanding open just a little bit allowing me a peek, and then it's closed again. I mentioned in the first blog that I had found some of my old writings. As I re-read them, I find some answers. The first, and biggest answer is Love. It's no secret that love is the ultimate answer. Everyone and everything blossoms with love. Pure, unconditional, non-judgemental, agape love. You know, if love is the pervasive thought/feeling, there's no room for fear or worry.