I woke up this morning with the strength to have faith. Everything will be okay- It will all work out.
If I said I believed that 100% everyday, then I'd be lying. There were times I had doubts. When my husbands position at his job was changed I cried out of fear but deep inside I just knew we would be okay. Then came the day he and I realized we have to sell our house. I cried but I still knew we were going to be okay.
My doubts began when my mother also started having financial problems and became ill for a short while. The uncertainty began tormenting me when I started seeing only the bad. Within days my daughter smashed her nose with a Razor scooter. The same day my mother caught a man trying to burglarize her home. Then my youngest son fell out of bed in the middle of the night, hit his head on the bedside table and needed stitches. Just when I felt nothing else bad will happen, we hear a sound no homeowner wants to hear while trying to enjoy an evening at home- water pouring down from the recessed lights in the kitchen. NOT a good thing to happen when you're trying to sell your home.
After many buckets, wet towels, running up and down the stairs, crying kids, and my husband shouting, "Why isn't the flashlight ever where it's suppose to be." (clean version) we all sat down to enjoy the movie we rented. I sat there wondering why I keep pointing out the "bad". After a while, I was no longer paying attention to the movie but to my loving, healthy husband and children. How foolish of me to think "bad things are happening". The exact opposite is what's going on. My husband's job change was exactly what he needed. Less stress at work and more familytime is a pretty good thing. My mother may have been ill for a short while but she is better and her financial problems forced her to sell a business, she was no longer happy with, allowing her to move closer to family. Now, regarding the kids, things just happen. I'm sure my daughter will never again try to force a scooter to flip up by using her foot. My little guy will probably not fall out of his bed again. If he does, a pillow will protect him from hitting the bedside table. Then there's the leak....it's a house....every house has had or will have a leak eventually.
So, I woke-up with complete faith because I was no longer blinded by the darkness...the darkness I created. I chose the bright side.
If you're ever feeling like the world is coming down on you remember you can choose the bright side...it's there just waiting for you.
