A Dismal Homecoming

Got home from work tonight to an absolutely devastated husband- the company he was let go from back in February three weeks after he lost his mother told him he was not qualified for another position he applied for two weeks ago- when he had over 97% of the skills they were looking for. I have no idea how to lift him up out of this pit of despair he's fallen into over this. He's just so discouraged after three months of job hunting- there's no talking to him tonight. Kell and I are walking on eggshells. This sucks.