Has really thrown me for a loop. Add to that the fact that we decided that we can’t AFFORD to sell the townhouse; it is actually less expensive for us to let the bank take it – and you have the makings for DEPRESSION on top of depression.
Sometimes life really stinks.
Still, we have our health. We have family we can count on. We’ve got shelter to last until we can gather our thoughts and get our lives back on track. It could certainly be worse.
Still…sometimes I wonder if God has a perverse sense of humor. I would like to think He doesn’t mind me occasionally saying, “Hey, what wast THAT for?”