With apologies to Charles Dickens, it truly was the best of times and the worst of times.
I had just learned I was pregnant with our now- 25-year-old daughter. We had wanted another child, and the news was definitely in the best of times category. It remained best and blissful for about a month until the worst of times began.
I can still see my husband walking across the yard of our apartment complex toward our back gate. It was the middle of the morning as he handed me a check and said, “I lost my job — I got laid off.”
If you currently subscribe or have subscribed in the past to the Cynthiana Democrat, then simply find your account number on your mailing label and enter it below.
Click the question mark below to see where your account ID appears on your mailing label.