Free at Last!

Two weeks ago I had a full time job, working from home while taking care of two young children...it was hell. I had said many prayers to know whether or not we could survive financially if I quit. No matter the answer I felt I'd received, it is not in my nature to quit. Call it pride or stupidity, I enjoy making money. It's security and independence for me. I was not handling the two very well, and the stress was causing me some major anxiety. Two Thursday's ago, I drove down to tucson with the kids as I always do for work each week. The night before I had prayed yet again for the lord to keep us safe while I drove and that I'd have a good week of work. I got the most peaceful feeling that I would have a good week. The words 'it'll all be ok' repeated in my mind. So, Yada yada yada, I was laid off. Yup. I was RIF'd as we call it in employment. And I could not be happier that the decision was made for me. It was not due to performance (which helps my pride), the company could not keep an HR staff anymore due to lack of work. They were an amazing company and I'm eternally grateful for the opportunities they gave me. Yes, I will miss the money, it makes a big dent in our household income, but I feel there is a big weight off my shoulders. We will be fine financially, mark makes a good income, just our future plans get to change a little. I now have more time to focus on Jacob and Lily, my energy can be devoted to them and bettering myself in the process. I am however sad for my friends and co workers who also lost their jobs. But I'm confident they will be ok, they are intelligent and hard working, any business would be lucky to have them on their team. It's been weird these two weeks not working, I feel like I need to be doing more, answering calls, responding to emails, it's nice to know its not in my day. Now I get to trust the lord we will be taken care of...It'll all be ok, right?