Y’all.

Monday morning I woke up to a text from my mom.

“And it all comes tumbling down.”

I’m being tested.  The tree is just the most obvious.  But in the last several months, I’ve made it no secret things have been hard.  But the tree falling twice, resulting in me having to travel to Raleigh this coming weekend to re-do the tree for the THIRD time just brought it all into focus.

Life is testing me.

I don’t exactly know the point of it all.  But I’ve been in situations like this before.  Where nothing was going right but nothing in particular was wrong.  Things just have been hard.  But we’re okay. 

I just sure hope whatever this is all for is worth it in the end.  Life has seasons.  I’m no stranger to that  at all.  But I’d be totally cool with things finding the upswing soon.

If I’m being 100% honest, we do the “things are hard” thing pretty well around here.  We’re used to having some kind of struggle most of the time.  And the more things go wrong, the better we are.  I know that doesn’t make any sense.  But J and I just get closer and closer the more the regular stuff in life sucks.

While I was running yesterday, I went through all the stuff that’s been going on lately.  The things that aren’t so great.  And aside from one major one (a sick parent), I actually think we’re pretty lucky for the things that aren’t so great right now.  The small little things: the cars being broken down, money being a little tight, things just not working out–those things are easy.  Those things are inconveniences.  But at the end of the day, my husband and I are fine.  I like him and he likes me.  I’ll take these little things, the things that are easily fixed, any day in exchange for a happy life.  If the price we pay is for things to be a little difficult in order to have a blissfully happy marriage, I’ll take it.

Oh.  

And if you’re in Raleigh?

I’ll be there on Friday.

With booze.

Who wants to help me put up a Christmas tree…

for the third time in two weeks?