This morning, as I was pulling out of the garage, running late to get Britlyn to her horseback riding activity for American Heritage Girls, I heard a "crunch". It wasn't a sound I was supposed to be hearing pulling my van out of the garage. There shouldn't be anything behind me! But there was...Matt's car! When I heard the sound, I thought "what am I hitting?" And then I realized.
At that moment...all of the stress of the past few weeks...the hurricane that hit and caused a lot of damage to our house...that required a $500 deductible...while we are trying to do the Dave Ramsey Financial Peace University plan and build up our savings....that caused me to miss nearly a week of work because our internet was out from the storm....the talk from my boss about us being so slow because the real estate market is horrible in Florida (which really means my job is in jeopardy)...to my husband being gone A LOT with coaching and other job related stuff....to me dealing with 2 kids who seem to fight non-stop....to my brain that won't stop thinking at night about all of the "stuff" going on and won't allow me to sleep....it ALL CAME TO THE SURFACE!!!
Now, I am not normally one who cries. My Dad and sister call me and my Mom "rocks" because we rarely cry. There's really no need for it. It doesn't accomplish anything. But this morning...oh this morning...I had had enough! When I hit his car (and all I could think of was the damage...and the next deductible for the cars...and having to arrange getting the cars fixed with my husband's crazy schedule...and the rate increase that was sure to come from the claim...OK...so that was a bit dramatic....but in a matter of seconds....that is what ran through my mind), the floodgates were opened!!!
My kids weren't exactly sure what to do. Brit ran in the house and told Matt that Mommy needed him. When he came out to find his normally composed wife in a heap over the steering wheel...crying, he calmly said, "It's ok. It's not that bad and it can all be fixed. It's not a problem." I love that man. He knows the perfect time to be calm and sweet and the person I need him to be!
As we drove away (a little more late than I was when we started), Avery said, "Mommy, you're too big to cry!"
Well, tomorrow is another day! Thank God!!
P.S. The cars were not nearly as bad as the sound when we hit. They will need to be fixed but the van just has some scratches...no dents. Matt's car...which is old...will need a new headlight and has a dent that can probably be pounded out.
At that moment...all of the stress of the past few weeks...the hurricane that hit and caused a lot of damage to our house...that required a $500 deductible...while we are trying to do the Dave Ramsey Financial Peace University plan and build up our savings....that caused me to miss nearly a week of work because our internet was out from the storm....the talk from my boss about us being so slow because the real estate market is horrible in Florida (which really means my job is in jeopardy)...to my husband being gone A LOT with coaching and other job related stuff....to me dealing with 2 kids who seem to fight non-stop....to my brain that won't stop thinking at night about all of the "stuff" going on and won't allow me to sleep....it ALL CAME TO THE SURFACE!!!
Now, I am not normally one who cries. My Dad and sister call me and my Mom "rocks" because we rarely cry. There's really no need for it. It doesn't accomplish anything. But this morning...oh this morning...I had had enough! When I hit his car (and all I could think of was the damage...and the next deductible for the cars...and having to arrange getting the cars fixed with my husband's crazy schedule...and the rate increase that was sure to come from the claim...OK...so that was a bit dramatic....but in a matter of seconds....that is what ran through my mind), the floodgates were opened!!!
My kids weren't exactly sure what to do. Brit ran in the house and told Matt that Mommy needed him. When he came out to find his normally composed wife in a heap over the steering wheel...crying, he calmly said, "It's ok. It's not that bad and it can all be fixed. It's not a problem." I love that man. He knows the perfect time to be calm and sweet and the person I need him to be!
As we drove away (a little more late than I was when we started), Avery said, "Mommy, you're too big to cry!"
Well, tomorrow is another day! Thank God!!
P.S. The cars were not nearly as bad as the sound when we hit. They will need to be fixed but the van just has some scratches...no dents. Matt's car...which is old...will need a new headlight and has a dent that can probably be pounded out.
2 comments:
A good cry is good for the soul :) Let it flow, sister! You will always feel better! And as my grandmother says, it won't matter a hundred years from now!!
It sounds like you need prayer too!! I don't cry very often either (at least when I'm stressed), but sometimes things are a little overwhelming. Hopefully things will start getting better soon.
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