Good News/Bad News

So I’ve debated about sharing this blog for a couple of days because it isn’t exactly “feel good” in many ways.  But it is real life, and that is something I’ve always tried to keep my blog about.  If you’re looking for a “feel good” funny blog, this one may not be for you.

Does anyone else break bad news with the old “do you want the good news or the bad news” trick?  It’s an old standby of mine.  People always want the bad news first.  Weird.  Well, the other day I had to pull it out again.  While driving home from work on Saturday, Little Red (as we have dubbed the Sentra) apparently rusted through a muffler.  So my version of good news was that the bad news was the muffler had issues.  The good news was that the car now sounds bad ass and much hipper than before.  I don’t think Tim agreed with me.

A couple days pass and Tim gets home from milking in the morning after taking Little Red.  He comes in with his version of good news/bad news.  I don’t like his, his is bad news/worse news.  So his worse news was that Little Red was now sporting a leaking tire.  And the bad news was a headlight was out too.  My first reaction was “when will we catch a damn break”.  And then we both went about our morning and the mad rush to get ready.  

When going to leave I stopped by our room to say goodbye and found him folding laundry.  (Yes - he is a unicorn and yes I am keeping him.) I could tell he was worrying.  I had just spent a sleepless night worrying about money and we had talked the next morning about how worrying wasn’t going to fix or change anything.  So I knew what he was worrying about.  As I hugged him to leave I whispered in his ear that the only bad news he could ever give me was that he was leaving me.  His response was that would never happen. So my reply was, “see, no bad news.  The rest is all just news.”

I said that to make him feel better.  But the reality is, as soon as the words left my mouth, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.  I had finally spoken my truth.  What I believe in my heart.  All the other stuff I had been worrying about; this whole court nonsense, the financial stuff, the problems with the car… it’s all just stuff.  

Think about it.  My family and friends are happy and healthy.  I have amazing, talented, funny, sweet kids.  I have the most loving, courageous and kind fiance.  We have food on our table and a roof over our heads, clothes to wear and clean water to drink.  All the rest is just stuff.  I know this!  Why do I need to remind myself sometimes?  Money isn’t going to make us and sure as heck isn’t going to break us.  Not when we have love in our hearts and in each other.  Just needed a reminder of how blessed I really am I guess.  That’s the truly good news.