Can Of Worms

Opening a can of worms is either good or bad. I am not sure where that saying came from, but unless you have actually physically opened a can of worms, you may not know what it really means. Not even sure which kind of can of worms. Real live worms? or the fake surprise jump out at you kind? Either way, they are unpredictable when you open the lid and look inside. I guess I am not sure what to think about the whole thing. On one hand, if you are honest and open with people anyways, you shouldn't have any cans to open. But, on the other hand if there were never any cans to open, life might not be as interesting. I wish wholeheartedly that I didn't have to bear this burden of my can of worms. I wish for such bad thing to happen so that I can avoid the situation of the burden. I must hold my can unopened for the time being, but I fear that those involved can see the glimmer of the can and are burdened by the curiosity of what is inside. I am not skilled in hiding most things all the time. I cannot be vulnerable and hedged at the same time. It takes so much mental capacity to maintain it all together. I have a Hand to rest in, and a God given husband to physically hedge for me. But even that feels not enough at times. I have such a loving husband who know my burden almost to its fullest, and he isn't afraid to show his protecting hand. That is where I can rest and know I am safe. So in time the can that I carry will either be avoided my the situations of life, or it will be opened with all the glory that is jumping, wiggling, writhing, slithering nastiness.