This time last year I was beyond stressed. I had recently lost my job as a teacher and was scouring the internet and newspapers for prospective openings in my field. When people tell you, “Don’t worry, it will work out for the better,” it is hard to believe them when you are in the moment that torments you. I suppose this is how wisdom is earned – because as I sit here listening to hubby and my little girl demolishing blocks, I have a naive calm over me. I never thought that I would be okay not working and contributing financially to our family.
Looking back on this past year and all I would have missed of my little girl entering her second year, I know that although we are on an extreme budget, it is all worth it. If the opportunity came up for me to go back to work, I would struggle with leaving her – rather than last year, the thought of not being able to provide.
Funny how perspectives can change in just a short year.