YEAR

It was about this time last year that my husband lost his job. Last night as I tried to drift off to sleep that that the date registered with me. I was flooded with emotion. I remembered the fear that gripped me when CCB mustered the courage to tell me. He couldn't even meet my eyes. He was so ashamed. He had never lost a job before. We had always lined another up before we left the old one. This was uncharted territory. We had a mortgage and children to feed. I was terrified.

It's been a year. My husband found another job. We sold our home. We moved to a new town in order to get this new job. I left friends behind. I left a sense of security behind. I don't know when I'll feel comfortable again. Always waiting for someone to pull the rug out from under us now. It's irrational maybe but it sticks with me. On the other hand. We made it through! We learned a lot about ourselves. My husband's new job allows so much more time to be with our family. The paycheck is smaller but when you break it down by hours worked........he makes more. My children are in great schools and excelling. Life is good. Life is SO good.

The best revenge is living well isn't it?

Take that, old company that doesn't deserve to have your name roll off my lips let alone by typed on my keyboard! :P