Hard things

When Things Break

I hesitate to blog about “hard” things because in reality, I know that situations that have been tough for me are absolutely nothing compared to what others are going through. I always want to keep things real on my blog, though. Reflecting on the hard days helps me realize that God has been so, so good to Jimmy and I and has always carried us through the ups and downs of life.

In April, our washing machine broke. I was using it, and then it just died mid-cycle. Jimmy tried to fix it, but to no avail. In May, my truck broke down and needed a new fuel pump. Thankfully Jimmy was able to replace it and get my old girl up and running again.

Now it’s June and our refrigerator decided to act up.


We got home from the Outer Banks and I noticed the freezer was extra icy. Then we put a thermometer in the fridge a few days later and it was showing the temperature of the fridge was in the 50s and 60s. Jimmy said the only way he could attempt to fix it would be to unplug it and get a good look inside.

Of course, we were wondering what to do as all of our food was already rotting in the warm fridge. Jimmy wasn’t sure if he could fix it or if whatever he fixed would break again soon, so we decided to buy a new fridge with help from my parents. We couldn’t get a refrigerator shipped in for a few days, so it was a long week of shuffling food and trying to figure everything out.

Since April, we’ve become the owners of a new washing machine, fuel pump, and refrigerator. Whew!

Amongst all the crazy, we have been blessed. We were able to buy those appliances, fix my truck, and we’re both alive and healthy. I think we’re doing a-okay 😉

You just never know when things will break, and I’m learning that it’s okay. We have been so blessed by our families. Jimmy’s dad and step mom helped us get the fridge into our house the other night, and my parents helped us afford it.

We are blessed to have our sweet little home. We are blessed to have each other!

Couple smiling against brick wall

I’m learning that I can choose to be thankful and content when things break. Did we want to spend money on all of those things right before we have a baby? No. Did we have a choice? No. I can either have a sour attitude, or choose to reflect on how in the midst of it all, we have been cared for and loved by God and those around us.

Of course, it’s easier said than done to be content and thankful in all situations. I’ve cried my fair share of tears with the stress and craziness of it all (maybe I can blame it on pregnancy hormones… haha), but I really am learning so much each and every day. And for that, I am thankful ❤