Some years are just hard. They have highlights and some wonderful memories. (Those need to be remembered with joy!) None the less they are just plain hard.
This year was one of those hard years at my house. Just as one thing seemed to resolve itself something else happened that was equally as challenging.
My husband had back trouble that seemed to plague him most the spring. He went to see doctors, physical therapists, and chiropractors to get it straightened out. Thankfully sleeping in a recliner seemed to give him a little relief as during that time.
Then my husband was laid off from his job of twenty years. He is a very gifted computer programmer. Unfortunately, the language he used for twenty years isn’t very popular here. He has gone back to school to learn a new language. Thankfully his former company gave him a wonderful severance package that included insurance through the end of this year.
I tried desperately to get a teaching job in the public school system and in several daycare centers. I just wasn’t what they were looking for or they didn’t pay well. The only job I was offered this summer was less than half of what I made before I stayed home. Thankfully I found a job at the beginning of November teaching in the computer lab of local public school. It pays more than the daycare jobs would have but doesn’t have benefits. My husband to negotiate the new government healthcare system for a week to get health insurance worked out.
The day before Christmas my mom went into the hospital with kidney and liver failure. She is still there. It has been five weeks. We have heard many thoughts of what the problem could be. We were told to take her off life support at one point. Which we did and she miraculously has had amazing days of talking and smiling. She had surgeries to fix problems and procedures to fix the fixes. We have been told to pick a rehab center and that she would be leaving in two days. Then we were told a week later to not plan on moving her.
It has been a hard year. I have cried harder and prayed harder than I have in years. My family has been blessed by people we know in real life and hundreds online over and over again.
Those hard times haven’t ended. My husband still needs a job. My mom still needs to get out of the hospital. We still need to figure out where she will live after rehab. (She probably will need us to sell her house and move her into a nursing home. )
I don’t want to end the year dwelling on all of this, though. I want to focus on the miracles we have been given. The friends that have loved and supported us. The amazing gifts I have living at my house with me. My guys are truly blessings to me. I am so thankful for them and to God. He has truly carried us each and every day through it all.