Not a Good Monday

Today started out just like any other Monday. Family went to work or school. Dogs played in the mud. I worked on the computer and quilted. It was peaceful until the door opened around 3:15 pm and I said hi to my son. But the voice was not my son's but my husband. Right away I knew something was wrong and it was. He said, "I lost my job". We have been to hell and back in the past 2 years and now we may be headed back there. I know we will be OK, somehow we have stayed together and together we have made it.