Give thanks even in rough times

I started out having a good day today, but ended up having a rough night for the most. G-d has really blessed me. Sometimes it seems his hand of protection is on me. Even when things are rough I know I just need to through up a prayer and even though I have to face the trail, I can be strong with Him.
I had a interview today after work. Before I had my interview I ran to the bank. I got blessed with a bounce check from work and that allowed me to put money in my saving account for emergency funds. Praise the L-rd, I already needed it tonight. I went to my interview and that went fairly well I have to take a bunch of testing but that okay. I got a call from my temp agency for a job that was offered to me earlier this week, I was tempted to tell them no but no harm in seeing if this company may like me.
While talking to my temp company, my tire decided it had to pop on me. Ever notice when things happen they never happen at a convenient time, it happens when it time for everyone to close up for the night or when you just don’t want to spend the money on it. I told my temp staffing person, I gotta go and call someone to help me. I know how to change a tire but I was in dress clothes which isn’t wise to change a tire in, plus I am a woman and wearing a skirt. Not a comfortable feeling. I pretty much hung up on her with out a bye, maybe I won’t get the job. I called Discount tires and they where welling to stay open until I got there and take care of me. Praise G-d what a blessing because I really need the van to get to work. The tire was really bad it is a blessing I was on a side street and not the highway because that could have been very dangerous.
My husband came out there just incase I needed him which I didn’t. We came back home and that went smoothly. I just figured the popped tire was it for the day until my husband and I got into his car.
I have talked in the past about my father dieing from mesothelioma, I have shared some of how it affected me. My husband mom went in for a CT today, and we didn’t get very good news. The spots have grown form the last scan. We are worried it may be cancer but hoping that it is just a nothing important. His parents are older. I have grown very attached to them, so I am struggling with this, there’s a part of me that feeling like oh no not again.
I am someone who does a lot of praying and I have been praying. Maybe not the right kind of prayer because I honestly feel I am being selfish with my prayer that it be nothing so that my husband doesn’t have to experience the pain I did, when I lost my dad to his struggle with cancer. I don’t want to have to go through it again, I love his mom and feel she also my mom. She loved and accepted me into her family with open arms from day one.
His mom has already survived breast cancer when he was in college, so if this is a repeat I know it will be bad.