Sometimes you just need to cry...

and I did last night. I've been having kind of a rough time these last few months with our most recent transition. Moving to a small town where we're incredibly isolated. Moving away from family again (not that this is new for us but it was nice to have a sister and my brother living in our same city. With our parents only 2 hours away). Marcus' continued unemployment, not for lack of trying, but because there are just too many people seeking work and not enough jobs. The fact that I haven't been able to fill my crohn's medication in 1.5 months, which is stupid and really bad, but we just don't have the money. It costs an entire paycheck. Plus some other things.

I've been trying so hard to remain positive. We knew that accepting this position was a leap of faith but so many things ended up being different than we anticipated. Especially my health insurance situation (or lack there of, hence the issue with the crohn's meds.).

I know that our current situation will pass and that in the big picture of life this period of struggle will just be a little blip on our radar, but last night I just needed to cry about all of it, so I did.

I actually felt much better afterwards. I really freaked Marcus out though poor guy.

Here's hoping and praying that things turn around soon.