The 2017 year started off on the right note, I woke up attend New Year’s church service spent the afternoon with my grandparents. The following day had a great day with my son, my sisters, my niece, my nephew and the rest of the family. Flew home the next morning on a high and settle in to have a fabulous year, if only I knew what the next few months would bring.
It did not take too long for the wheels to start coming off, first my soon to be mother-in-law ends up in the hospital to undergo cancer treatment. To make matters worse she was my 90 year old grandparents’ caretaker. So while supporting my now fiancée, I am worried about the care of these two special people. Within a few weeks my grandfather’s health started to deteriorate and both ends up in a nursing home. His health stabilized and they were able to return home but within days the situation go worst and the decision was made to remove them permanently from their home.
Whew January and February is done and things will start to stabilize (was my thinking). However, the universe was like not yet. At the end of March I was laid off, within five days of purchasing a new car. I didn’t know if I should cry or rejoice, because I had planned on seeking a new job or cry because I have this new expense and no income in the immediate future. I decided to take my time a job hunt for a position that I really like and not just take the first one offered. In the interim I had the time to take up back running (running on a cool spring morning is the best) and get so much needed mental rest. You see the stress of my now fiancée mother being sick and my grandfather’s illness was putting a huge strain on our relationship. And it doesn’t help that we are fighting so much long distance, because it takes longer to resolve minor misunderstanding.
Here comes April and my relationship is on the mend, my job search is picking up steam and wham my grandfather is in the hospital and the prayers begins. His prognosis wasn’t good but he pulled through and we all breathe a sigh of relief but it was short lived; on April 24th at around 2 pm EST my beloved grandfather took his last breath. These words “He’s gone” will forever hold mystique of disbelief. In the five weeks it took to book tickets and make arraignments, I ran an average six miles a day because I couldn't cry and the sadness was too heavy.
My job hunt came to a screeching halt, because I just didn’t know how to cope so I spent my mornings running and the afternoons sleeping to escape my new reality. After attending his funeral and seeing my love I was able to put things in prospective and pick up where I left off and began job hunting feverishly. After three weeks of send hundreds of resume and doing dozens of interviews I landed a position that I’m really excited about.
2017 was the year I turned the big 4-0h and got engagedto man who loves me beyond my craziness. Even though we may not see eye to eye and the long distance is trying at times our future as a unit is bright. As I look forward towards what 2018 will bring I hope I will have the mentally fortitude and physical strength to tackle whatever the universe throws my way, be it great joy or great sadness.