At any time, it could all change. That's the sad realization that my friend Kynisha is dealing with right now. She found out on Monday that her husband was killed in a car accident. Yesterday she went to identify his body. Today she spent trying to track down family, make funeral arrangements, focus on the to-do list...still in shock, no time to grieve or cry or figure out how she'll get this together when she can't get her thoughts together, or sleep, or eat. How does that hurt begin to change? It seems too deep and sudden to wear away.
This all brings up my fears of instability. What would Kevin or I do without the other? Not just the companionship, the life to share, the children to raise...We would lose our home. Where would we go? What would the other do?
Every month, Kevin and I go into our savings. For groceries. We should certainly be better at living within our means, but we don't live extravagently. We haven't figured out our budget post-K + 2 kids yet. But somehow, we have to manage to include life insurance in our monthly expenses. It seems like the only protection against the unexpected and the inevitable. God, please give us many many more years together.
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You'd move in over here and we'd be like Kate and Allie...plus Chuck.
I'm sorry.
(And appreciate the reminder to get something done about my finances.)
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