In my mind, distractions are negative. I find myself when life is hard, scrolling my phone, binging TV, eating, and even reading.
This past week distractions have been positive. With the hard news that I received last Friday, I needed distractions, God knew I would need them and the timing of my SIL Bev coming was a gift.
We had an adventuresome week. I was a tour guide and took her to some of my favorite places. We also explored several new places that we could mark down as FIRSTS for both of us. We shopped and eaten lots of ice cream.
Kaden and my two nephews Tucker and Jake also were here part of the week and adding three young men to a household, that’s a good distraction. They left Wednesday, for a weeklong venture to numerous national parks in Arizona and Utah.
Today is one week since I read the words “denied”. I haven’t been able to start our official appeal again but there has been God sightings in this journey and movement.
We will be moving Bryson into his new home next Thursday on private pay while we fight. It’s the transition that we have been waiting for these last 7 months… it is what I have needed and wanted but…. NOW I truly must face it and the idea of letting go… that’s for a whole new post. My anxiety is high.
Bryson attended a recreational day program yesterday for half a day. He will be attending this part time and will eventually be getting a job also. He was nervous, I was nervous. It was ok… adjustments, transition, newness, all scary things.
I am waiting for several return calls from two advocates and lawyers who I spoke to before I did the initial appeal and they had said they would help if I needed them down the road.
The agency that I am working with has been fantastic and they have some information that will be helpful in our fight.
I have learned that DDD (the entity that I am fighting) can be a bully, tough and unfair. They want you to give in, they only see the paperwork and the diagnosis, not the person behind the paperwork.
I don’t understand; I’ve questioned God; I’ve also felt prayed for and carried by all my warriors…. THANK YOU!
God has brought songs on the radio to bring me comfort; friends have sent encouraging songs and verses.
We will move forward with COURAGE and FAITH, leaning strong on the promises of God.
