Pushed out of a plane

Why do I feel like I have been pushed out of a plane? I was thinking tonight, while we were on our way home from Uncle Ray's house. When we got laid off, it was like we were pushed out of a plane. It took a month to get our unemployment, so it was like waiting for our parachute to open. When it finally opened, we were sailing downward at a slower pace. Now, someone has cut the strings on our parachute (no more unemployment & no job)- Now, we are falling to the ground with nothing to hold us up. It is overwhelming, really, so I try not to think of the bills stacked up waiting to be paid... Or wondering when LeCount will find a full-time job, or me find a part-time job... Anything. So now we are falling without a parachute. I hope that the ground is soft when we land!! There is still so much to be grateful for. That is what I have to focus on. Good night!