Sorry for the Furlough

Ok. so I am sorry, to the 5 of you who read my musings. I am so sorry for being away for so long. But it's been a time of trial, change, and faith in the Echols' house. Here's the scoop:

2 weeks before Christmas my wonderful boss pulled me in his office to tell me that my program was being closed. And ya'll, my boss is so great, he felt so bad. Of course, I was calm and cool in front of him, but inside I was screaming bloody murder. "OMG, how are D and I going to survive?!" So can ya tell I'm a worrying, melodramatic Melancholy? Oh and the icing on the cake was that I was ordered to not tell any of my staff. "What?" And remember, this is two weeks before Christmas.

So, I went home to D and cried and cried and cried and cried (I think you get the point). I thought we were going to have to move to Houston or something. Because, those of you who know me, know the nightmare that was my former employer and the only other hospital system in town. So, my wonderful husband was my rock of calm and faith. He just kept reminding me that God has brought us through very tough times before and we have always ended up in a better place. So I clung to that and my memory verse notebook.

We made it through Christmas and the New Year. Finally, on January 19th, my boss told my staff. But this is where it get's good...I found out I had a job the next day! Now I can't say what it is, but it is exactly what I want to do and will be awesome experience. Plus, it's only 5 minutes from the house. So God is sooooooooooooooooo good.

The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; (2 Samuel 22:2)

So, to conclude, this is where I've been for the past 2 months. I will now resume my random ramblings for your reading enjoyment.