Sorry for the long delay in posting. We have been dealing with some
issues with Steve's long term disability insurance which resulted in
our need to move, request assistance from family, a state representative
and the state department of insurance, and basically have a daily panic
attack for almost a month. During that period I did not feel like I
should be discussing the issues in a public forum. Especially since my
thoughts were entirely negative.
Things have been resolved
and Steve has finally been approved for long term disability. Through
the process we have learned some valuable lessons.
Yes,
we knew we were loved before this but their love was tangible during
the last month. Without their financial assistance we would have never
made it. But, what was even more amazing, was the sheer number of people
who were willing to help us move with less than a week's notice,
through a freak snow storm. I am afraid I will never be able to repay
their kindness. The great thing about families is they don't expect to
be repaid. But, I have made a personal vow to drop everything to help
family, regardless of how short the notice.
Public agencies do help if you get to the right person
Steve
spent hours on the phone trying to get us help when we needed it. He
quickly found that the first person he spoke to did not always have the
authority to get things done. He had to speak to supervisors of
supervisors until he found a person who could help. In one instance he
had to call in a third party. Thankfully, all of the work he put in paid
off in the end. I believe they make it hard on purpose in order to
determine if you have a legitimate need.
Patience is truly a virtue
One
of the hardest lessons I had to learn, was simply to be patient. I
always want things to happen yesterday. When it comes to insurance
companies and state agencies, that's not how they work. Ever. I spent a
considerable amount of time on my knees asking God to give me the
patience to wait for the answers.
It is hard to see the
light at the end of the tunnel when the flood gates open and you believe
you are drowning. I learned in the last month that God does hear your
prayers. He just moves at his own pace, not mine. It was not an easy
lesson to learn, believe me.
Our families love us
Now that things
have calmed down, I can get back to the things that are truly important,
like getting our house organized and getting ready for the holidays.