As Per The Norm: When It Rains It Pours.
My list of things to worry about exploded last night: an attempt to ruin my days and nights, filling my mind with all the does, do not, should, and should nots of life... as it would seem.
I came home from my DND session last night to my sister who was all pep and joy. I thought to myself, "A good way to end a relatively good night" but how wrong I was. She informed me that there was some bad news to be had. An official showed up at our door sometime yesterday while I was gone to inform my family that in two weeks another official would be dropping by our house to hand us a sheet of paper bearing the words "FORECLOSURE" at the top. They're threatening to take our house and I imagine everything within... my sister's pep was due to the fact that she had a few calls from some places of business that she had applied to.
I have to tell you, it was like hearing that someone had died. The initial shock takes a few minutes to sink in, and when it does you wish it never had.
My first feelings were panic. Absolute panic. For three years I have been wondering what would happen if we ever lost our house and had been coming up with plans... where would the family go, emergency jobs, what not. I can't imagine any of our nearby family members turning us out but the thought of having to be brought to this point is frightening.
That was my initial reaction, but my Faith is a rock built on years and years of Q&A with myself, others, and God. So, although fear might be my first reaction, it is not my last nor the most important. Inside of this body I have peace. I know that no matter where I go as a person or where my family goes as a group we will not be turned out by those who love us. There are room's a plenty in both my aunts' houses, and I have friends enough who will take me in if that need be the case. Though the ideal situation would be that we NOT lose our house, I have faith that whatever happens, we will be okay.
They can only take our possessions. They are not privy to my spirit, my joy, my friendships, or my family. They cannot have the things that count the most, and I will not give them the satisfaction of feeling ruin.
Come what may, I am still me no matter where I go... and my family is still mine.
I came home from my DND session last night to my sister who was all pep and joy. I thought to myself, "A good way to end a relatively good night" but how wrong I was. She informed me that there was some bad news to be had. An official showed up at our door sometime yesterday while I was gone to inform my family that in two weeks another official would be dropping by our house to hand us a sheet of paper bearing the words "FORECLOSURE" at the top. They're threatening to take our house and I imagine everything within... my sister's pep was due to the fact that she had a few calls from some places of business that she had applied to.
I have to tell you, it was like hearing that someone had died. The initial shock takes a few minutes to sink in, and when it does you wish it never had.
My first feelings were panic. Absolute panic. For three years I have been wondering what would happen if we ever lost our house and had been coming up with plans... where would the family go, emergency jobs, what not. I can't imagine any of our nearby family members turning us out but the thought of having to be brought to this point is frightening.
That was my initial reaction, but my Faith is a rock built on years and years of Q&A with myself, others, and God. So, although fear might be my first reaction, it is not my last nor the most important. Inside of this body I have peace. I know that no matter where I go as a person or where my family goes as a group we will not be turned out by those who love us. There are room's a plenty in both my aunts' houses, and I have friends enough who will take me in if that need be the case. Though the ideal situation would be that we NOT lose our house, I have faith that whatever happens, we will be okay.
They can only take our possessions. They are not privy to my spirit, my joy, my friendships, or my family. They cannot have the things that count the most, and I will not give them the satisfaction of feeling ruin.
Come what may, I am still me no matter where I go... and my family is still mine.