adia41208
03-24-2010, 10:47 AM
My uncle went through a difficult time a few years ago. After you read what happened to him, you might think you're not doing so bad after all with whatever problem you're dealing with right now!
My uncle has been a contractor for pretty much his whole life. My grandfather and my great-grandfather were contractors, so the business trade and also the attitudes of these particular men were passed down from generation to generation, which wasn't necessarily a good thing all of the time.
My uncle and his wife were already very broke due to the mismanagement of their finances. (They always seemed to want the very best things, which are usually expensive things.) My uncle's wife of something like 17 years decided to cheat on him with her boss. Then my grandma (his mother) died from long, painfully-drawn-out cancer. He finds out a week or so later that his shiny red Ford F150 truck was being reposessed. And so was his house that he had built with his own two hands. His world was crashing and tumbling down all around him. But the icing on the cake was that after he moved into a house my mom owned, his dog ran out into the street and got hit by a car and was put down. And you thought your month was going bad?!
I honestly don't know how he survived those weeks. It was depressing to see a really great guy broken and turned into an angry-at-the-world guy.
Before his truck was reposessed, he uninstalled the tonneau cover and the nerf bars so he could use them for his next truck (if he ever got one). And he decided that if someone was going to take the house he built with his own two hands, they deserved a fight. He had two cats in addition to the dog and let them defecate all over the house. He just didn't care anymore about cleaning out the litter boxes, and, of course, the cats started to not use them. So the bank reps, when they came to take the house the next morning walked in, they got several nice surprises. My uncle had also uninstalled all the light fixtures and curtain rods.
WOW. Like I said before, you thought you were going through a tough time?! I guess I offered this little tirade because I think you all would understand the part about the bank taking the house my uncle had built himself. When you create something, when you've spent a lot of time, energy, and in some cases, money, having someone rip that thing away from you all of the sudden can be a devastating thing.
Moral of the story besides not screwing up your life: it's only a THING. It's hard to reduce it to that level, but it's true. My uncle still had the rest of his family, the cats, a place to live, food to eat, and transportation when he needed it the most. Just proves once again that God provides in your darkest hours.
In case you're wondering how it all turned out, he's doing a lot better now, but he's still got a long way to go. He moved in with his girlfriend he now has, he got a construction job that provided him with a company truck, and he's healing from all that pain. Like said. WOW.
My uncle has been a contractor for pretty much his whole life. My grandfather and my great-grandfather were contractors, so the business trade and also the attitudes of these particular men were passed down from generation to generation, which wasn't necessarily a good thing all of the time.
My uncle and his wife were already very broke due to the mismanagement of their finances. (They always seemed to want the very best things, which are usually expensive things.) My uncle's wife of something like 17 years decided to cheat on him with her boss. Then my grandma (his mother) died from long, painfully-drawn-out cancer. He finds out a week or so later that his shiny red Ford F150 truck was being reposessed. And so was his house that he had built with his own two hands. His world was crashing and tumbling down all around him. But the icing on the cake was that after he moved into a house my mom owned, his dog ran out into the street and got hit by a car and was put down. And you thought your month was going bad?!
I honestly don't know how he survived those weeks. It was depressing to see a really great guy broken and turned into an angry-at-the-world guy.
Before his truck was reposessed, he uninstalled the tonneau cover and the nerf bars so he could use them for his next truck (if he ever got one). And he decided that if someone was going to take the house he built with his own two hands, they deserved a fight. He had two cats in addition to the dog and let them defecate all over the house. He just didn't care anymore about cleaning out the litter boxes, and, of course, the cats started to not use them. So the bank reps, when they came to take the house the next morning walked in, they got several nice surprises. My uncle had also uninstalled all the light fixtures and curtain rods.
WOW. Like I said before, you thought you were going through a tough time?! I guess I offered this little tirade because I think you all would understand the part about the bank taking the house my uncle had built himself. When you create something, when you've spent a lot of time, energy, and in some cases, money, having someone rip that thing away from you all of the sudden can be a devastating thing.
Moral of the story besides not screwing up your life: it's only a THING. It's hard to reduce it to that level, but it's true. My uncle still had the rest of his family, the cats, a place to live, food to eat, and transportation when he needed it the most. Just proves once again that God provides in your darkest hours.
In case you're wondering how it all turned out, he's doing a lot better now, but he's still got a long way to go. He moved in with his girlfriend he now has, he got a construction job that provided him with a company truck, and he's healing from all that pain. Like said. WOW.