It's Fine. Everything is Fine.
The newest term added to the family language lexicon. Our youngest added it at the hospital during the days after Hubby's heart malfunction.
It seems to fit quite often. A sarcastic way of admitting to being fine but not really "fine".
Most of the time we really are just fine. However there are quite a few times lately when "fine" takes on that other meaning.
When the oldest and his wife throw their lives into a tailspin so that she can quit her job and start a new career and they no longer have her income so they decide to sell their house and move in with her mother. There is a lot more there to unpack but that is the short version. "It's Fine"
When M gets billed by the military but is able to get a smaller payment for a year, knowing that they want that 50K paid off in 3 years and at 150 a month that wont cut it. "It's fine"
When we are approved for Medicaid because the business is not doing as well so we do not make any money. "It's Fine"
When the business is not doing as well so we sold off the brick and mortar location and we are able to pay the bills now. "It's Fine"
Honestly though, I don't have many complaints. Because we are blessed beyond belief. God has made all of these "bad" things into good things or at least better for the time being. We are paying the bills. We do have Medicaid to pay for the many many medications Hubby is now on. M is making payments towards his new debt. And it is all really Fine.
( Except for the oldest, we need prayer for the oldest. He has decided he no longer believes in God and that Faith is a cult.)
