"What about the chard?" my sweetie asks.
He loves Swiss chard, and he's worried that it will freeze.
"Chard is good all the way through November." I try to reassure him.
Worry is one of the hindrances to our meditation, and it's an obstacle in our daily life as well.
My sweetie worries about the chard. I cannot un-worry him with what i consider to be facts: The chard is edible in November, so eat up.
He has to calm himself. I cannot do it for him.