It’s been a rough week.
I’ve been debating whether or not to mention anything, because as of right now only our closest family and friends know –
but Monday (yes, April Fool’s Day) my husband was ‘permanently’ laid off.
The company he worked for decided that they would slowly get rid of their staff, and bring in a management company. Needless to say, my husband, the manager, was first to go.
This was a huge shock to us all, but unfortunately one that I am familiar with.
In 2007 something similar happened with a company my husband was working for (he is a vineyard manager) and I guess I should be a little more understanding, vineyards sell, owners change, but the last go around was a very challenging year emotionally and financially.
I don’t want that to happen again.
To top that off half of the family came down with a nasty stomach bug that took days to recover.
Prior to this hectic week we had booked a yurt at Devil’s Lake State Park. It’s close to the beach, and seemed like a nice little get-a-way at the time…
but everything from this weeks events just had everyone on edge; my eldest daughter has a difficult time with things out of her routine anyways, and everything/everyone fell apart today.
We all had a little meltdown in our own way.
It probably didn’t help that the weather was stormy, cold, windy, rainy. We had about a 20 minute gap to visit the beach.
Things will get better, there is no choice. It’s not the end of the world, but I dread having to work more long hours and missing out on time at home.
I have to have faith right now, which is something I struggle with, because I want to try and fix things, solve everything, make it all okay. And sometimes I just have to learn to let it be. Let my husband do the best he can. Realize that this will set us back, again. And just have faith.
Faith is a scary, terrifying feeling for me. To let go of control. But I know, right now, its what I need to do.