Hope

I am amazed how a little HOPE can lift your spirits and motivate you. It feels good to have some things go our way for a change.

Pete and I have had a great couple of days of "talking" instead of arguing. So wonderful!!

We were able to get Davis in with a children's orthopedist tomorrow afternoon with the doctor that specializes in shoulders. It is at the office that is closest to our house versus having to go downtown (the doctor rotates between the two offices). Our pediatrician gave a referral without us having to bring him in.

It looks like Pete has a pretty solid lead on a job at a golf course that is literally almost in our backyard (well across the street in our neighbor's backyard). We were talking to some neighbors who were walking their dog (the most beautiful Husky puppy) and he is in charge of the grounds at the course. It may only be a seasonal job, but Pete could get some experience that might help him land something more permanent or at least hold him until he can get something different. I don't usually like to post anything about his search because so much has fallen through, but I am just too thrilled to keep quiet. It isn't a guarantee....but it is HOPE.

I am doing my best to prepare for my interview on Thursday. I am taking a self-study course on the subject matter that the position is requiring that will count as CPE requirements for my CPA license (paid for by my last company - ha ha). I am also making sure I can tell the hiring manager about relevant experience that I have.

I also learned yesterday from our priest that I should be praying to St. Joseph directly for help with the job search. We have a statue of the Holy Family in our church foyer and Monsignor told me many months ago to pat the baby Jesus' bottom and ask the Holy Family for help. I have been patting that baby's bottom every time I walk in the foyer (sometimes more than once). Apparently that is only for PREGNANCY...Holy Cow, thank goodness that didn't come true!!! Instead, I am supposed to pat St. Joseph on the shoulder and ask for help. So last night and tonight, I gently patted him on the shoulder and asked for help. I held Davis up today and had him ask too (seriously, could St. Joseph ignore an innocent child?).

I know we have so many people praying for us and I feel it for sure!! Even if this position doesn't work out for me, I am thankful for the week of HOPE!!!