This time a huge change in my life happened. It happened out of nowhere and I was beside myself. I told my husband the day that my world got shook that I was taking that day to be mad, sad, pissed off, cry and whatever other emotion there was to have that fit and then I was moving forward.
A little background on me ... I have worked since I was 16 years old. I have depended on another one time and it taught me a lesson the day that I had to leave that situation with my infant daughter and just the clothes on our backs. I vowed that I would never be there again. Never. And I wasn't. I always worked and sometimes I worked two jobs, but I was never going to be without and I was never going to have to say please and is it okay. Sometimes I struggled and sometimes I had to be bailed out of tough situations but I still did whatever I could to make sure that I was bringing in money. I had 3 children and I was young and married and one day my life changed. I lost my job. I had to go on government assistance for the first time in my life. I remember standing in that line just sobbing because I couldn't believe I was there. A year later I lost my home. At the same time my husband and I divorced. I was working part-time but still working. Still holding my own.
This happened about 5 years ago. I've blossomed, had some life lessons, some tough times but again. I still worked. This last year has been a struggle for me to work because my fibromyalgia progressed. I was only recently diagnosed but now I know what my struggle was from. But I still worked and even though I would come home some days and just not know where the pain was from because there was so much of it, I still kept going. My current husband and soul mate was having a hard time finding a job. I was okay with it because he was doing what he could and there were times that I resented him for being able to stay home, but we got through those times. And I still worked.
Fast forward to today. I lost my job. Terminated. Fired. Kicked out of the door. Whatever you want to call it, I don't work there anymore. This means we have no income. 3 weeks before Christmas and we have nothing. Devastated. I cried and cried and my husband kept saying it was going to be okay and I'm just like, HOW? HOW is this going to be okay?! That's when I told him to just give me today to be a cry baby. Give me today to take deeper breaths. And he said okay. Then the phone call came. The call that gave me more financial freedom than I could know. Doesn't mean I won't work because I will. But HE's working. HE will be leaving our home every day and bringing home an income. I will stay home with my son, my grandmother and take care of the home and everything that comes with it. I will be able to further myself in my online business and helping more people. I will not be tired and sore all the time. I will not have to lift 50+lbs daily. I will become a success and I will have the time for it to develop.
I believe that this happened for a reason. The whole universe thing, God, whatever you want to call it ... it happened. But mostly I believe it happened because I had a good attitude about it. I knew just sucking it up wasn't realistic, so I gave myself a day. For the first time I embraced what could be instead of going into a dark place where there are no opportunities, no solutions and no good things. Yes, I needed a day but a day is far better than weeks or months. And this day might have changed my life. No it did. It has. It will.
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