The week that was.

So last week wasn't a good one. We discovered a leak in the water line to our fridge and uncovered damage to our floor and some of our dry wall. We dealt with our insurance company which was surprisingly easy. Thank you, Kentucky Farm Bureau. And we've been dealing with very nice contractors as well. But, our kitchen is a disaster area. The entire kitchen floor, the laundry room floor, and the floor in the half bath have been ripped out. They also had to take some cabinets out and the dishwasher. Our kitchen table is in our living room. Everything in our kitchen cabinets in out in the garage. Our house is in a bit of a disarray. I listened to so much banging in this house this week that I think I hear it in my sleep. The insurance is going to cover the cost, but we have a $1000 deductible, so our October beach trip is canceled. sad.

Then, Thursday night at soccer practice, Luke turned his ankle for the second time in 5 months... he has his dad's ankles. He would not walk on it at all that night or the next day. So we ended up back at the doctor's office and x-rays again to find out it was just a sprain. But, the hairline fracture they thought they saw in the x-ray in the spring was no longer there, so that was good. Luke had to miss his soccer game on Saturday, he was so bummed and I was too. He has four soccer games this week, and I am afraid he will miss them all and the season just started. The dr. said if he could bear weight on his foot and not feel pain, that is when he can play again. I hope that is soon.

With the mess that is our house and poor Luke's ankle... I started to feel sad. Angry... why was all this happening? I know... totally selfish, right? I was feeling so much self-pity. I was so upset there would be no beach trip. I was so frustrated with my disaster of a house. I was upset Luke was going to have to miss soccer this season. just not feeling myself. at all.

Then I got a huge dose of perspective. I saw on facebook that a fellow Zija distributor, only a few years older than me, was just diagnosed with Stage 3 rectal cancer. Then my mom called and told me about a teacher a RDES whose 13 year old daughter was just diagnosed with bone cancer. I have a dear friend dealing with a very nasty divorce. Made me realize how selfish my "struggles" and my "bad week" was. I mean, so I don't get to go to the beach.. .big deal.. we can do later. And I get a new kitchen floor and I never liked the tile we had in the kitchen anyways. Luke's ankle will heal. He doesn't have bone cancer. Thankful for perspective this weekend. And praying for these dear friends going through these hard times.

I've been blessed with an amazing husband, three beautiful healthy children and a wonderful home that God gave us. For all this I am thankful. and I am thankful for perspective. Last week really wasn't bad after all.