So it’s been a while since I posed here, and basically, I’m doing it now because I need to vent and fewer people I know read this blog. If you don’t feel like reading my mental word vomit, then move right along. Nothing to see here.
I think that in the littlest bird household, we’ve reached the end of our rope. It’s so hard to stay positive when hard things are happening to you, but we’ve managed to stay pretty upbeat given the circumstances. I don’t want to rehash all the things leading up to this post, so just imagine sickness, disease, car accident, multiple family members in the hospital, and the loss of the meager income we relied on. Those are some of the main things, though it doesn’t really scratch the surface.
Yesterday we recieved a miracle. Quite a big one, and I was overwhelmed with gratitude and humility. But then I looked at our bank account today. I’m tired of wondering whether we will survive beyond the next month. I’m tired of spending all my time either worrying or trying to boost my small income while taking care of a one-year-old and failing to keep our house from becoming the aftermath of a tornado. I’m tired of my husband being treated poorly by the people who should appreciate him.
Is any of this going to end? I don’t even know. I try to have faith that “things will work out” and that there’s something to be learned from this. You know what I’ve learned? That NOTHING can be counted on. You might have a good job and a big bank account right now (I don’t know that person, but theoretically), but tomorrow it could be gone. Your family members could be gone tomorrow. All you have is people and time right now.That’s an important thing to learn, I suppose.
But I still hate wondering if we’re going to be homeless next month. I’ve had about enough stress for one year. There don’t seem to be any jobs on the horizon to rescue us, either. I just don’t know what we’re going to do.
If you know me, you don’t need to ask how I’m doing. Because I’ll tell you right now: not good. And I’m tired of pretending otherwise.
Poor, poor Ronq’s. It’s not fair to you, telse. Seriously. I don’t know what to tell you…other than, It’s okay, come on back, come on back, I didn’t mean to dump on you. Things’ll work out! (Thumbs up.)
I’m sure they somehow will, but it sure sucks for now. 😦
I’m sorry too………..We worry about you so much. All this stress can’t be good for anyone. We pray for you and John every day, several times. I’m sure God is mindful of you, but I know it’s hard to remember that when you’ve had a hard year, and nothing seems to get any better. What else can we do to help? We love you guys and hope that better times are just around the corner. By the way, you didn’t say what the miracle was????
I know how it feels to be really poor and see nothing on the horizon except getting even more poor. And I know the feeling of not having any idea how your family is going to live or what is going to happen. It’s scary. It’s why James is seriously looking into the military and I’m not stopping him. I’m so sorry that you have to be in the situation you’re in. We pray for you guys every night. All of the trite sayings just don’t help, but really SOMEday things will be okay. Who knows when or how much worse it will get before then, but I have faith that your trials will have an end. Until then, call me anytime you want to talk or cry about depressing things. I’ll listen. We love you guys!
i wish i lived closer to you. then i could come be a squeaky cleaner and babysitter and spirit lifter upper. im sorry for all the trials you guys have been and are going through. its just kinda hard sometimes. it will all work out, i know it will. keep on being the amazing people you are! i pray for you. let me know if i can do anything more.
I don’t know you, and you don’t know me, but we appear to have much in common. I’m sorry for your troubles and I can’t pray for you, ‘cos I don’t do that. You are not alone, however… it’s just as bad here in the UK for many people. I’m sick of not making ends meet and fighting to pay bills too – one step forward, two steps back… it sucks big time, and then the health issues hit you too!
I sometimes wonder what, if any, is the point of it all? Hang in there and I hope times get better for you – sincerely – ‘cos you have a lot on your plate right now. Your xmas felt food ideas look fab – chin up and I wish you all the very best for the Holidays and the New Year.
Rosie =)
I know this is a couple weeks late now…but you’re in my thoughts. It really is hard to see the light @ the end of a tunnel that seems to have no end!
What does your hubby do? I mean I can always at least assist in possible job openings, if one hasn’t yet presented itself. I have a big mouth. I know how to ask. 🙂
Sounds pretty sad. Hope things have improved since you last posted. When I read your comment on the GRS site, the bit about writing aroused my curiousity and I thought your site would be about personal finance too. Instead, it’s about crafting which I also enjoy. Your felt work is gorgeous.