It has been a couple of weeks since I touched on the death of my abuelito. Going to the funeral was a blessing for me in many ways. It enabled me to say goodbye to him. He was such a caring and generous man. I loved him and I was looking forward to spending some time with him when on furlough in a year and a half. It was difficult to be in his house and not have him around. I’m so comforted that he is in heaven but a part of me still grieves his death. Another aspect of his death that I am grieving is saying goodbye to a place filled with wonderful memories. Going to Orlando Florida to visit my abuelos was one of the highlights of my year growing up. We had friends there, and DISNEY WORLD, family, it was such a great escape for me and my sisters. The death of my abuelito means the close of an important chapter in my life. It’s natural, it’s life, but it’s still sad. Funerals and weddings have a way of bringing people together. One good thing that did come out of this was that I was able to see my family and I was missing them dearly. It was a blessing to see them. Many people donated money to help us make this trip and we are humbled and grateful for you.
So what’s happening now? We have been packing to move the the village. Yay! We are so excited! It is taking us a long time to pack because we have two toddlers underfoot and because we are trying to organize everything on the front end so I don’t have to do it when I’m there. I’m happy we are doing it that way, but it’s taking a very long time. We are planning out our ministry schedule and strategy for when we move to the village. When we get it ironed out we will share it with you so you can begin to pray. God has made it clear this is what He wants us to do. The villagers are excited and that makes us feel welcome. Tuesday a villager and I are going to our house to plant a garden. I am delighted at that prospect. I am also proud to say that I will be “a villager” soon.
Grieving and moving are two major stress factors. Something that has helped keep me light-hearted and laughing is a gift from my wonderful hubby. We gave each other one gift this year and his to me was the first season of the show “I Love Lucy”. This is one of my favorite shows of all time. My mom and two sisters and I would spend hours on Saturdays watching countless reruns and laughing hysterically. I’ve watched the episodes everyday and it has been wonderful to laugh and enjoy a little escape from grieving and moving.
God is amazing. Even during the times I feel detached from Him, He is always there for me. I look back at 2011 and see so many times where He has picked me up from the muck. I can’t complain, the Lord is with me.