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Another Loss

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 trying not to---but I do.

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.

Comments

  1. Cindy Rhoades8:57 PM

    So are you completely unemployed right now? So sorry to hear. I know economic uncertainty has got be one of the scariest things to face. Have faith. Keep praying and being faithful. It will be nice when we can get the answers as to why and/or for what purpose we experience all the things we do.

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  2. Anonymous8:57 PM

    Just be home for dinner....

    ~George

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  3. loveyou8:59 PM

    Behind every trial is a bigger blessing. When we are patient in waiting for our relief we experience a small piece of what Christ suffered in Gethsemane. The bigger the trial the bigger the reward. This proves Heavenly Father loves you.

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  4. Anonymous9:18 PM

    running right alongside you.............. I hope you feel my hugs! I pray you feel God's presence in this turmoil... I pray your one constant is that - He is with you. No matter the storm - or in your case shipwreck - He promises - He is with you. And that deep inside there is that one focus that it is well with your soul - because He is with you. Cry, cry and more cry - for the losses, the what if's, the what could have beens - the what is... cry, and know - that He is with you. Much Love Pam - Missy

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  5. Richard12:17 AM

    Have seen you here before and you always get out OK. Keep your good humour, it has helped me through more dark holes more than anything else.

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