Things Fall Apart

Things were falling apart…

It all started with a resignation.  My boss’ resignation to be exact.  But she wasn’t just any boss, she was probably the best boss I ever had.  I was at a place in my career where I truly enjoyed coming into work everyday.  Her resignation started a change in the work environment…a change that I didn’t like. While that was happening at work, my husband’s work hours changed.  That meant that our system of “divide and conquer” in taking care of our (then) 2 children’s activities and school requirements became pretty much all of my responsibility. Shout out to all the single moms or moms whose spouses have non-traditional work hours.  Please know you are appreciated. That crap (I mean…that meaningfully fulfilling work :-)) is hard!

OK, so there is more…

A few days after the schedule change, I found out that my daughter had a medical condition that needed attention.  It was something I had never heard of and the treatment was a little scary so I had to work hard to understand all of the medical recommendations.  Plus for some reason, my son started having asthma attacks!  So both children had issues!

But it didn’t stop there…

I found a “great” job that would allow me to work in an area in which I was really passionate about. So I resigned and started a new job.  But the job description was quite misleading so I was doing things that I didn’t know I would be doing (I really need folks to be honest about what they want you to work on in a job!!!  Anyway, I digress). I was also starting to get sick all the time. I ended up having to take time off on my brand new job!

Yes, even more…

I finally went to the doctor and found out I was pregnant!  The next week after finding out I was pregnant, I had my 6 month work review .  It was at that review that I was told that my position was no longer required.  I went home that afternoon, got out of the car in my driveway to find the back of my dress covered in blood.  That evening was rough, I thought I was going to lose my baby.  Turns out that the stress of everything going on in my life was considered a “traumatic experience” and while my baby was OK, I needed to stay in the bed for a while.

Are you with me so far?

THINGS WERE FALLING APART!  But here’s the thing, though in the moment I felt like things were falling apart, they were really FALLING INTO PLACE.  I am not going to lie, I felt like if one more thing happened, I was going to lose it!  They say God only gives us what we can bear, so I was really wondering if God understood me at all! There I was sitting on bed rest,  watching our savings dwindle because I was unemployed, watching my husband try to manage everything alone, and not being able to do anything.  After only a few weeks, while in my bed, I received a call offering me a job!  About 2 months before, I had been contacted by a recruiter about a job.  I thought, what the heck and despite how I was feeling at the time, I decided to participate in the interview.

So while I was on bed rest, I got offered a job for a position I interviewed for months before!  Not only that but this job was closer to home and provided flexibility in work hours.  Soon after, my son’s asthma improved.  After a few weeks on bed rest I was feeling great!  My new benefits allowed me to try a new treatment for my daughter and her health issue improved.  Oh, and my husband got promoted which resulted in more family friendly hours!

Be encouraged!

Listen, I just want to encourage you. Things may be falling apart in your life right now. Trust me, I have been there.  But, I want you to promise me that you won’t give up.  Instead, hang in there and keep going!  I know its hard and you may not see an end to your troubles right now but remember, sometimes you are simply being positioned to a place for your greatest blessing!  You may be on the verge of things falling into just the right place!  🙂