My husband has been out of work since March. While for some, having a husband who is the provider becoming unemployed all of a sudden would be a nightmare. It has been a big blessing, on the whole family.
moved out of CA in April of 2013 and we went home to Oregon. While
living in CA for 2 years there were good times and bad. I liked all the
people that I met at church and the Crossfit gym there. Crossfit came
in my life at a time that I needed it the most, in my most depressed
state; The experience that I learned from being terribly depressed
changed me for the better in the long run. Depression is ugly; I chose
to run my first 100 and succeeded; The newspaper in Crescent City
published a 1 page story on me after I ran the 100; My experience with
Alvin the bear; The many up close encounters with Elk. But in the end
after so many prayers, it was time to leave.
We have been just
fine financially. We had built up enough of a savings and with the help
of family and of course a good unemployment check, we have been okay. We
have food, mortgage is paid for, and I’ve done a few races. Although
some races did get cut for me and sacrifices had to be made for
Tragedy struck for me mostly when I got back, one
after the other, I was hit with one bad thing after the other. When it
seemed like one trouble was the worst ever, something else happened on
top of that. The worst being my father dying and watching him die. I
cried many times. The tragedy with my dad hurt all of us, the whole
family, but brought us closer. While some things haven't been the same,
they will go back to normal. I have faith in that. Family really is the
most important part of life.
My faith in my now "silent" God
was questioned but I'm beginning to understand why. Sometimes the answer
of no is for a very good reason. Bigger plans, better plans are in
store. I've survived it all and I'm getting stronger every single day
and things are really looking up. He'll get a job, I'll be able to go
back to school, the kids are going to be okay, our marriage is fine, and
we have survived so much all ready in our marriage, now 11 years.
I told my mom in my dad's hospital room that she was the strongest
person I knew. She was surprised, but it sank in. I'm like her. I'm
strong, just young and have a lot to learn.
Be strong in your own struggles, there will be a light soon enough.
Monday, August 5, 2013
Took a risk, paid off, the hard way. Of course I finished. 2 50's in 2 weeks. The course had brutal hills lasting 2, 3, 7 miles. The 3 was at the turn around, went up a steep cliff (STEEP-where's the rope?) took one look the view and said "oh hurray" and down I went. Lots of walking today. 1 blister and it popped, hates the Epsom salts. In the morning, dropped my drop bag off at the wrong location, didn't see it the whole race. That's how tired I was. I felt a bit dizzy between mile 40-45, said nothing. New friends met. They gave me 3 tacos, but had them wrap it and I'm eating my normal comfort food, Raviolis out of can. 13 hour total cut off, cutting it close there. Good aid-stations, didn't miss my bag, well the other 5 hour energy drink for 2 PM I missed.
|One of the views|
|My finisher's cup, the green one.|