When it Rains, It Pours

Wow. What a week it has been. My father-in-law has colon cancer. My grandmother was in the hospital. My sister-in-law needs to move (I gotta help). Work has been crazy. In addition to the many roles I play, my husband is also stretched in a 1,000 different ways too, which means I need to support him.

Everyone has their own issues - some more serious than others - but I'm thinking this week is a topper. It's crazy. Even co-workers, friends and neighbors have weird crazy things going on. I can tell you, I was completely overwhelmed.

Let me get out my bucket as I bail myself out.
It's gonna take a while. Are you with me? Thanks.

As time goes by, things are returning back to the normal hectic format, but at least it's managable. I now have a new path to make for myself and my husband and our family work through the rough waters.

I'm a big believer that things happen for a reason. Words from my great-grandmother who lived to 96... I think she knows what she is talking about. Right now I am just trying to figure out what exactly that "reason" is.

My rock has been my husband's extreme optimism, and of course, the smile of my son's face. Nothing tops that.