a terrible, horrible, no good {well that’s not completely true!}, very bad week

{warning, this post has nothing to do with saving money, just sharing my heart. In fact, I may have a few days of this 🙂 }

It was bad week last week, y’all. Nothing earth-shatteringly bad, no tragedies, just a bunch of little things that added up. {and as you’ll read tomorrow, mid-July is already a sensitive time for me anyway.}

Here’s the rundown:

>My husband’s{new to him} truck had an unfriendly accidental meeting with a telephone pole. Withanother person driving. We have liability-only insurance.

So does the other party.

>My husband returned from Africa (more on that later) only to be VERY sick most ofthe week. He ended up at a clinic on Wednesday- with chest x-rays taken andeverything.

Turns out the concrete dust he had breathed while constructing a children’s hospital in Zambia had caused an infection in his lungs- akin to pneumonia. He stillisn’t feeling completely better.

>My purse was stolen! Or at least we are 99% sure it was. I made 2 mistakes: leaving it inmy unlocked car in my garage, and I left the garage door open. BUT, there were 3adults home, and it was between 2 and 4 in the afternoon. People are crazy!

Oh, and I should add that I NEVER have cash. That day, of course, I had $110 cash in my purse.

*Notice I said 99% sure. The other 1% if me hopes that I did in fact bring it inside and put it in a very random place, and it is yet to be found.

> And worst of all, one of my very best friends is moving to Atlanta. Boo. Double boo.

I want to be thankful for that is going on {knowing greater Good will be accomplished}, but as it turns out, at least right now, I’m not. I want to be honest on this blog, and not gloss over things that hurt.

This is the very place the rubber meets the road, so to speak. Where we find out what we are made of- if we really trust God like we say we do. And right this very minute, I feel like I might be failing. I’m not mad. In fact, I’m just a little bit numb right now. I think all the events of the week have been a bit much for me to process, especially on the heels of a almost-2-week period without my hubby.

I do want to be able to sing, wholeheartedly- like we did in church this morning, “It is well with my soul.” I am just trying to work out how that translates from theory to practice. It almost seems to me that I can handle huge things better than I can handle the piles of small things.

On a side note- there were some great things about the week as well:

Hubby coming home safely.

The chest x-ray he had to have didn’t cost any extra above the doctor’s visit. {yay!}

I got to spend some quality time with my friend that is moving.

Our family got to go swimming with another sweet family in their neighborhood pool.

My lovely sister and nephew came to visit.

Baby girl started crawling.

I am alive, and we are relatively healthy.

Ahh, I do feel better already.

 

How was your week? 🙂 And, how do you cope with bad things that come your way?