This time last year was a really tough time for Eric, myself, and our little family. Right after the holidays, I became very sick with bronchitis. In fact I spent new years eve in the hospital away from my loved ones. Then in early January Eric lost his job. Instead of getting well I was re-admitted to the hospital via ambulance twice; the second time diagnosed with not only bronchitis, but double pneumonia and flu. I was in the hospital for over a month, and once again found myself fighting to survive an illness that people all over the metroplex were dying from, most with only a fraction of what I was fighting to overcome. The nurses told Eric and I to stop watching T.V., because almost every night included a story of someone losing their life to lung infections. Eric stayed by my side almost every night, trying to sleep on a cramped and stiff hospital sofa in my room, doing all he could to at least comfort me and loan me his strength when the pain was almost unbearable. My parents remained at home taking care of my kids, doing their best to keep their spirits up and feeling happy and safe; undertaking the role of parents, which at their age was no small thing. For the 3rd time in less than a 10 year period God delivered me out of the hands of death and I was well enough to come home in mid February. Unfortunately I came home to continued unrest and upheaval within our home which we shared with my parents and my brother and sister in law. Harmony was no where in sight, and it made us all very sad. Before the month was out, a minor accident shattered the back windshield of a relatively new car wed gotten. And with Eric looking for a job, we had no money to repair it. Eric found a job, but it paid only a fraction of what we needed, and it was a very tense environment for him. He came home more often than not feeling miserable, and therefore making all of us tense and unhappy as well. Within the next few months, things only got worse when Eric and my eldest daughter Izabele were involved in a bad car accident, having been side swiped by an underage drunk driver speeding through a red light. It totaled our car, our only car. We then had to figure out transportation and go through the insurance circus of getting compensation and a new car. As theyve done so many times, my parents stepped in and offered us all they could to help, including the constant use of their only car, an older model Lincoln, which eventually buckled under the burden of two families and had to be scrapped...leaving all 4 of us without transportation. Eric and I had hoped aloud to one another around this time last year that 2014 would finally be the year when we could take a significant step towards moving on with our lives and leaving the hamsters wheel wed been in for years. Well, as attested to in the above paragraphs, it was not. Now we find ourselves once again looking at the dawn of another year, and praying that we will finally be able to grow as a family and move towards a happier and more fulfilling shared life. It hasnt escaped us that God has seen us through so many crippling circumstances when it seemed wed be unable to overcome what life had doled out to us. And so we know, without doubt, that God has a plan for us as a family as well as individuals in this life. We remain faithful to his grace and mercy, and to the deep belief that He wants for us prosperity, peace, and purpose. I am sending out this small personal vignette of testimony as a show of that faith. May God be with you and yours, and with us as well.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 23:44:38 +0000
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