I've always thought of myself as someone who was good at handling stress. Prided myself on it really. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
Now, we finally find ourselves moving on - something we've been waiting to do for a long time. But between the planning, packing and financial loss associated with the move, and work, fear of losing my job due to budget cuts, fear of not being able to pay for schooling due to losing my job to budget cuts, I seem to be genuinely losing it.
Take for instance this evening when I broke out in tears at least three times. Once before "Harry Potter" started as I realized the 10-year-old girls in the row beside me would be able to tell their friends that they got to see a special sneak preview of the movie. (Huh?!) A few times during the movie. Once after the movie on the car ride "home" after I got thinking about how much I loved my husband for always comforting me and making me feel so loved.
Yes sir. I am an absolute wreck. An emotional wreck. My highs are high. My lows low. I'm angry one minute. Sad the next. Crying from happiness after that.
With all that in mind, I'd like take this opportunity to apologize to all my dear friends and family for the many (unnecessary) mood swings you may have been privy to as of late. Turns out, I have been deeply humbled and overcome by this juncture in our lives. I thank you for being there and for helping us through.