For many years I worked in the health field as an aide. I worked in a nursing home, home health and hospice. Through that experience I found where God placed my heart to work on this earth. You see, all of my grandparents had gone home to Heaven by the time I was 13. They taught me sooooooo much in the few years I had with them, yet I missed out on so much.

When the health field in home health declined, I pursued other jobs, even went to college for a business degree! But when Ken and I remarried, he gave me the option of doing something I had never gotten to do, just be a wife. I loved it.

I was able to care for dad, mom and Ken. The administration of the nursing home kidded me that I had my own setup going. I was so blessed and thankful to Ken for the opportunity to get to take care of Dad, it was a time that Dad and I really bonded. Ken said that God intended for me to be alone with Dad when he passed, because of my christianity, unselfishness and hospice experience. I would be the one strong enough to let him go home. And I did. Ken, thank you so much for standing by me and supporting me through that time. I love you!

The nursing home was kind enough to supply me with things I needed for dad, such as an air bed! And they even had someone bring it to us and set it up for me! This is the kind of people they are :)

When Dad passed and I went to take the stuff back, the administrator told me it was time to come back to work, they needed me and Dad was gone now. I told him I wasn't ready, but someday I would be.

Since Ken's disability, finances have been cut in over half. That's hard. So, someday is now :)

I think back on all that God used me for through my work in this field. I help my elderly neighbors, my family, and I was led to start a vital sign ministry in the church many years ago. I took vitals every Wednesday night, charted them and when the people went for their doctor's visits, I gave them a card with their month's vitals on it. It was awesome!

satan tried to deal me a blow the night before I started school. I laid in bed and cried, because satan was putting doubts into my mind of whether I did my best for Dad. I started singing praise choruses to myself and went to sleep. I know satan does not want me doing this.

I will be taking 90 hours of class between yesterday and July 24, when I will graduate and then state testing within three weeks of that. Plus I will be able to legally start working on Thursday. Wheeeeeewwwww full load for a month. I cannot do that by myself, I am totally depending on God to get me through it. Afterall, He has brought me back to where my heart is on this earth....I guess you'd call it my calling :) I will again have the ministy of touch, hugs, and talk to allllllllllllllllll those grandparents I missed out on growing up! Thank You Lord.

My heart feels good!!!!!! Also, this is the safest place for me to work with Ken having MS, less chance of catching stuff and bringing it home to him :)