In June my teaching position was cut from the school district. Yesterday my Interpreter position was terminated as well.
I admit that I didn't have a good day yesterday. I wanted to run away---but I had no where to go and a disabled husband and children to get home to and take care of. My running away consisted of driving around aimlessly for about an hour, sobbing and sort of screaming every once in a while. You know, just to let off a little steam.
Not sure it did anything good but it felt good to do something.
So we are now faced with some unpleasantness regarding finances and living arrangements.
I'm feeling a bit shattered and broken of late.
I'm really doing my best to look on the bright side of things. I spent a good portion of today writing thank you notes to people that have helped us and prayed for us and I was hoping it would take my mind off of things for a bit.
It did. For a bit.
For the record---I still want to run away.