The first few days of unemployment flew by. I caught up on sleep and reading. Spent a long weekend in Ohio. Started making lists of things I could do, should do, and am afraid I won't do.
I have some similar lists from recent years. Many of the possible to-dos never got done. Some of which is okay. Other items, I'm disappointed I stopped. Sure life brought some impositions. Leaving Kingman, Wes' health, lack of work. And I stopped. Stopped hoping.
Right now I'm unemployed. Lost the job. Terminated. It's never far from my mind along with the obvious consequences it brings.
It is possible, however, that I have more hope now than I have had in a long time. I know it will take hard work on my part and God's paving the way... but I'm excited about the journey. For the first time in a long time.
