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I am living one of those “cursed” lives. My husband has C.T.E. with dementia. Even though he is a veteran (peacetime) he receives no assistance. I have been through 3 attorneys to try and get SSI for him. No luck. I work 2 jobs to make ends meet. I am trying to caregive for my husband and work since I cannot afford home health care. Most government assistance goes to 200% of poverty. I am at 213%. My kids don’t go to Mass at all, even though they were raised Catholic.
However, the Lord has blessed me so much. In both of my jobs, I get to work for the Church, how sweet is that?! My husband and I deeply love each other and he has good days when he is as he was before he got sick. My kids are my rock during this time, helping with food, work around the house, care for my husband.
A year ago, we moved out of the horrid house we were in (it was eventually condemned) to a lovely ranch style house (all one level, perfect for my husband!). God engineered every single bit of that. I found the right house. My parish helped me with first month’s rent and deposit. People helped financially in so many ways that I have been able to put things in place so I don’t have to worry about more mundane matters so that as my husband deteriorates, I can concentrate on him.
I have learned so much about Divine Providence and deepened my commitment to share what glorious things God has done for me. I am learning so much more about prayer, even though I don’t get large chunks of time to pray and many nights I fall asleep during my bedtime prayers because I am exhausted.
I am part of a beautiful parish who treat my husband with such love and respect. He doesn’t remember any of them but they greet him each Sunday. We are friends with our local Franciscan Friars Minor who also show such love for my husband.
Sure, I’m suffering. Sure, I struggle with my own physical and mental illnesses. I cry, a lot. I dream of a “normal” life. I have just as many failings as anybody else. But, I said “for better, for worse, in sickness and in health.” and I meant it. I have learned so much about God, love and prayer through this experience. I don’t believe that God decided to pick on me for spite or whatever reason, but I do believe that He is using my sufferings to bring me closer to Him and to make me a better Christian.

However, the Lord has blessed me so much. In both of my jobs, I get to work for the Church, how sweet is that?! My husband and I deeply love each other and he has good days when he is as he was before he got sick. My kids are my rock during this time, helping with food, work around the house, care for my husband.
A year ago, we moved out of the horrid house we were in (it was eventually condemned) to a lovely ranch style house (all one level, perfect for my husband!). God engineered every single bit of that. I found the right house. My parish helped me with first month’s rent and deposit. People helped financially in so many ways that I have been able to put things in place so I don’t have to worry about more mundane matters so that as my husband deteriorates, I can concentrate on him.
I have learned so much about Divine Providence and deepened my commitment to share what glorious things God has done for me. I am learning so much more about prayer, even though I don’t get large chunks of time to pray and many nights I fall asleep during my bedtime prayers because I am exhausted.
I am part of a beautiful parish who treat my husband with such love and respect. He doesn’t remember any of them but they greet him each Sunday. We are friends with our local Franciscan Friars Minor who also show such love for my husband.
Sure, I’m suffering. Sure, I struggle with my own physical and mental illnesses. I cry, a lot. I dream of a “normal” life. I have just as many failings as anybody else. But, I said “for better, for worse, in sickness and in health.” and I meant it. I have learned so much about God, love and prayer through this experience. I don’t believe that God decided to pick on me for spite or whatever reason, but I do believe that He is using my sufferings to bring me closer to Him and to make me a better Christian.
