What do you do when you think you can’t take any more?
This year has been dreadful and we’re only just into March. We’re spinning on a merry go round of bad luck and can’t get off.
It all started with a miscarriage. An unplanned pregnancy and a massive shock, but not at all unwanted and we were happy and excited that baby number 5 was on the way. It wasn’t meant to be.
Shortly after, my husband John’s beloved Grandad became ill and was diagnosed as terminal with not much time. A huge shock, he had never been ill in his life. We lost him in less than 3 weeks. An extremely tough time for all the family, especially John.
2 days after his passing we had the scariest day of our lives so far. Our beautiful 1 year old Esmie suffered a seizure and in the moment we thought we were losing her too. I have written about this in my blog post ‘The scariest day of my life‘.
When we reached March on Wednesday, I dared to think that maybe the worst of our bad luck was over and the rest of 2017 would be better.
How wrong I was. Late yesterday we found out that we have been defrauded of a huge sum of money. This is a police matter, so I dare not say anything further, but last night, through my tears, I sat wondering what on earth we have done to deserve this. My heart hurts, my head hurts, I can’t eat and I can’t think beyond the negative world that is surrounding us.
When will it end? What do you do when you think you can’t take any more?