Although I still continue to write in my journal, life happened and I forgot about this blog. Ten years ago marked a season of my life that was full of uncertainties and burdens I could not carry on my own. On March 31, 2010 my father passed away after being hospitalized for a month. I was planning to fly back to visit but he died as I prepare to leave for SFO. When I got there, plans were under way for his wake and funeral. It was the last time I saw my relatives there, most of them have passed away since. That began a series of adjustments for my Mom which included the sale of her home of 42 yrs. It’s the home I grew up in. We moved there when I was 1. After the sale of her home in 2012 she moved in with us permanently. At the same time, we enrolled our son, Scotty, at Beyer high school because it was time for him to transition out of our home where we homeschooled him for several years. He enjoyed his stay there and was thrilled to graduate with the Class of 2012.
During this time, my Mom had a difficult time adjusting here what with leaving all her friends, family and belongings behind. She developed metastatic breast cancer in 2013 and we took care of her while she underwent surgery. They gave her 5 yrs but she is still in remission up until now.
In Fall of 2013, we enrolled Angela at Big Valley Christian School to finish high school. It wasn’t a easy decision for me but we knew that it was time for her to transition out after 10 yrs of home education. The first couple of months were hard for her but she did well academically and found some friends there.
Around this time, the newspaper industry was doing worse than we thought it would. This put more pressure on Scott to work many hours. His work environment became stressful after some layoffs which put more of the work burden on him.
After Scotty graduated, he stayed home for a year but missed all his high school peers so I looked around for an appropriate day program for him and found Open Doors at McHenry Ave. I wasn’t happy with it but it was sufficient at the time. This is when he was riding his bike all over town including downtown Modesto. He was 22 at this time and it was really hard to keep him home for his safety. Thank God he was never hurt, but during this time he lost about 5 bikes due to theft.
I was weary and with the loss of community during this time I went through a season of gospel winter. As circumstances began to change, my faith was tested. And so I am reminded:
He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength.