Within the course of a few short months everything in our lives changed.
These changes came from my husband's diagnosis with Pulmonary Fibrosis.
The disease is terribly serious; to which there is no cure and so, it is natural that many
changes would result from such news.
One of which is financial.
From the day my hubby was diagnosed, he could no longer work.
Losing the main breadwinner of the house
was a scary situation for us to be in. While I was lucky enough to
be a homemaker for the last ten years; in a situation like this,
having minimal recent work experience was a downfall.
Combined with the current economy, we wondered if we would have a roof over our heads.
There must have been a little star, up in the Heavens,
that twinkled it's good luck upon us, because
within a month I was able to land a full-time job.
The job is customer service, and is
able to be performed from home.
Someone up there, was definitely looking after us!
I have to say though, it is the strangest sensation to be helping someone on the phone,
cheery voice and all.
Full-well knowing that my husband is in another room, laying in our bed and very ill.
I, too, have called a customer service line,
sometimes in a great deal of distress.
Now, I am the one taking those calls and I often wonder-
Would the caller's tone change if
they knew the situation I was in.
Either way, because of this experience, whenever I am on
the line with someone, the question does cross my mind...
I wonder- What might they be enduring in their lives after we hang up the phone?