On Thursday, Hubby came home and handed me an envelope and said, "Read this."
To be honest, after everything that's been going on around here, I was almost afraid to read it. But when I did, I almost exploded.
It was a job offer. An honest, to goodness, REAL job offer. Finally. After two and a half, long, long, LONG years.
Sure, it's less than he had been making at his previous job; but it's more than he's made in the past two and a half, long, long, LONG years! Yes, we still have a long road ahead of us to crawl out of this hole we are in; but we now have the means to begin to move forward.
This company has been voted (by its employees) as one of the best places to work in our area. Hubby has spent the last two months working there as a part-time, temporary and loves it. So we are looking forward to an easy transition.
The look of pure joy on Man-Child's face when he came home and heard the news made tears well up. He has been so concerned - and hasn't hid it well.
So despite all the gloom (Newtown is still weighing heavy on my heart and mind; and there are other issues outside our little family that are giving me grief) I can honestly say that I am once again looking toward the future with a bit of optimism and a spring in my step.
Thank you all for your support, letting me moan, etc. I don't think I could have made it through without you. You gave me a place to come and cry, yell and stamp my feet whenever I needed it. You've left comments of support and love. And that, to me, is priceless.
I wish each and everyone of you a blessed Christmas with much love and hope that 2013 is the year that all your dreams come true.