Looking back over the last hectic year, so much makes sense now. Here’s a synopsis of an awesome story of Providence.
Last August and September, atheists and homosexual activists attacked this blog. Just Google my name and the word “park”. One post about how I didn’t want my children exposed to homosexual public displays of affection, and 120,000+ hits, 900+ comments and two months later, things finally started to calm down, though I still get hate mail almost weekly. Our local newspaper even took a front page swipe.
Then in November, my husband lost his job. We don’t know if the two events are related, but we do know this: His dismissal was not performance related. The combination was an unnerving punch to our large family. We prayed and steeled ourselves, took some deep breaths and trusted God. (OK, we had a few meltdowns too.)
Later that month, I had a dream I’ll never forget, and even wrote about it.
Even though it was a lake, I was in the smoothest water imaginable swimming out to the middle, a little scared to be alone, but loving the feel of the water. I flipped over on my back, the water rushing up around my ears in overwhelming silence, and I looked straight up at the stars, so perfect I could get lost in them and almost believe it actually was Heaven. Then a hungry baby woke me…
I’ve long been afraid of the water as a result of some anxiety issues as an adult, but deep down I longed for my children to have the care-free childhood roaming outside barefoot in nature like I had. Occasionally, I would dream of those memories and how I once loved the water, resigned that I’d probably never know that feeling again.
In December, much to our relief, my husband was offered the dream job of his life, in many ways a culmination of all he’s worked for. Though he’s well-connected, he found it quite by chance, a LinkedIn opening he just happened to notice. He’d have never been looking if he hadn’t needed to. There was a catch though. We had to move across state lines, and we had to be separate for an indefinite amount of time. He started working in January in New York, while I stayed home with six children alone in Massachusetts. ‘Twas not easy (numerous more meltdowns ensued).
By the grace of God, we found a way to move and be together six months later. How? We fell in love with a remote house, a remodeled hunting lodge, we could afford right away. My husband narrowed down a list of four properties for me to see on a house-hunting trip in March. He showed me some grand monuments to human engineering and design to be sure, but there was only one home that caught my heart. It left me breathless. If anyone had told me a year ago that I’d want to move out of our Boston suburb into a 100 year-old hunting lodge in the mountains, I’d have reeled in shock. Me, the meticulous housewife, getting all dirty cleaning cobwebs, chasing frogs in the mud, lighting fires for hot dog roasts, stomping through woods in search of treasures, and, gasp, getting all wet playing in the rain with abandon?
But — who can argue with the majesty of God’s handiwork?
In April my husband bought me a lake.
In June, we finally moved and were together again, in paradise.
And my writing online? Well, that’s evolved too. Just as I was wondering where this was all going, I got an opportunity I couldn’t resist and just recently accepted a role at Catholic Lane as Senior Editor, along with some really great people quite successful at online evangelization. I am still Chief Editor at Ignitum Today, and since wild horses couldn’t keep me away from that wonderful project with young adults, I’ve decided to do both roles. I might even take on more. I’m learning I’m good at this. I love interacting with the digital world from my little tucked-away spot in nature.
I have also decided to homeschool our younger children this Fall (who wouldn’t in a place like this?), and continue my own education toward a distance learning Master of Arts in Theology, one course at a time. I am in no rush.
So, this blog will still run the weekly 400 word “Accepting Abundance” column being published at the Catholic Free Press and essays on the things I’m learning in school, but I will not be updating it as often as I did before the move. This space has become a place to explore ideas and get to know people interested in the things I’m interested in, and I hope the discussions will continue. You are welcome here whether you are Catholic or not, I have learned a lot from those who comment. You help me to think things through.
Last, if any readers are interested in working with me to write and publish pieces in your field of interest in the Catholic online community, contact me and let me know what you are thinking. We take submissions at Ignitum Today and Catholic Lane, and I’d enjoy helping you work something up and get it published.
You might be surprised where it leads.
Sites That Link to this Post
- Pregnant at 43 – Tautologies Fulfilled! : Accepting Abundance | September 20, 2012
- The Story of Our Dog : Accepting Abundance | February 13, 2013
- The Story of Our Dog : Stacy Trasancos | March 24, 2013
- New Website: I Have Accepted Abundance Now : Accepting Abundance | April 3, 2013