When Life Gives You Lemons....

This is a lemons/lemonade entry.
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed and get emotional. Underneath these dyed blonde locks is a head of completely white hair. My hairdresser said "I guess the car accident and everything else you've been through has taken its toll." Gee, thanks. But! I have the $$ to keep coloring my hair and fooling people. That's the lemonade part.
Hubby has been on several job interviews. Ditto second interviews. This Friday, yet another bad email stating "we regret to inform you...." *sigh*. Our paid health insurance runs out end of May. After that our cash hemorage will be even more as we pay full price for health insurance. But! I'm surprised to find that I really, really like having hubby at home. With me working two jobs he has been very helpful with the housework, even helping with Shiloh's physical therapy and group poop cleanup. Our marriage is even stronger and we enjoy doing a lot more together since he lost his job. That's the lemonade part.
My brother-in-law has cancer. We are waiting until April 26 (correct me if I am wrong on the date Janice) to see if his treatments have held the monster at bay, maybe even beaten it back. I am terrified for Barry along with the rest of my family. But! While I'm several days' drive away, my sister's church and friends have surrounded her with love and the famous Lutheran tradition of bringing casseroles, and lots of them. Her emotional and physical well-being is well taken care of and I need not worry about that. That's the lemonade part.
Daughter Kimberly is in the hospital. Her pregnancy is now high risk. Baby Ella is only 2 lbs and should not be due until end of June. However, it looks like she will be making an entrance into the world next week. I'm frantically doing laundry, packing, checking out flights and all the other things I need to do should I make a sudden departure. I worry about my daughter and the health of Baby Ella. But! My daughter picked the best husband who is responsibly juggling work, the kids, relaying of information. The doctors have told Kimberly it is a miracle that Baby Ella is still inside her womb and healthy. Kimberly has been the recipient of a few miracles already in her short life, and this wonderful trend seems to be continuing. That is the lemonade part.
I have an aged dog, 15 + years. He's in good health but obviously no longer showing. My beloved OTCH Shiloh has suddenly gone deaf and suffered a spinal injury. Any thought of showing him in any venue is completely out of the question. The dog of my dreams, Blitz, has a terminal disease. A promising obedience career crashed and burned with that prognosis. Moto, while the world's sweetest dog, is not very drivey. He has great health but I really don't know what to make of the future with him. That remains TBD. BUT! I came home from my Welcome Wagon job today, a bit overwhelmed and sad from all my troubles. Dusty managed to get up and stand at the doorway. Shiloh picked up on the activity and was there, too, along with Daisy, Blitz and Moto. I sat down and was buried in doggie kisses, and my troubles were licked away.
And that, my friends, is the lemonade part.