…has been lifted!!!
I don’t know what has been harder about this year. Has it been the whole losing a job & job search thing or the husband continuing to go through his own mid-life crisis & career shift or not being sure about how everything was going to turn out thing (in the life of a girl who habitually reads the ends of books before starting them)? There have definitely been a few too many ‘Happy 50th, Jo, isn’t life grand?’ moments, thrown in for my personal taste.
However, today was a good day. A mighty fine day, actually. Kicking off this infamous month of breast cancer awareness, we now have new medical insurance–after a month of cobra limbo land, fearing that the worst could happen at any moment–and I feel a ginormous sense of relief. Huge relief. Humongous. Relief that if something goes sideways at one of the 4 medical appointments I have scheduled this next week, at least our insurance is now in order and there is a layer of protection in place. Jumbo-tron sized relief that nothing catastrophic happened this past month. Massive and mighty relief that there were no broken bones or heart attacks or blood clots or infectious diseases.
An easing up on the troubles.