The Irony that Lies Between

Have you ever heard the saying ‘when it rains it pours’? Well with personal experience I can confidently tell you it’s true. Over the last month, Kaden and I have been on the struggle bus with no end in sight. Just to list some of the things we’ve gone through over the last few weeks:

-influenza

-covid

-one broken car

-two broken cars

-bad lab results (my personal favorite)

-medications on backorder

-insurance

All occurring while life is on the constant course of action. With both of us being in school and myself working ~plus holidays~ life has been crazy for us. 

We were told at my most recent doctor’s appointment that all of my inflammation markers were elevated, meaning that my current medications just aren’t cutting it. This means we began the hurdle of having insurance approve a new medication, something insurances do NOT like to do. 

We had been waiting on the approval from insurance for just about a week when our second car broke down, meaning we only had (have) the vehicle we are borrowing from Kaden’s amazing grandparents. This threw me through the ringer. 

I had the flu and covid back to back and on top of both of those, my medications had not been working. Which means that I have been in a lot of pain. 

I broke down in tears (a pretty common thing for me). It just didn’t make sense. Why? Why do we have it so hard? Why can’t insurance just approve the stupid medication? This led me down the rabbit hole of…has God forgotten about me? 

Kaden sat holding me and wiping my tears away, telling me that everything is going to work out. Oh the positivity this man has when I can’t find any myself! I cleaned up my act and went to blow my nose.

Now, my phone had been charging in another room so I went to check it. When I unlocked my phone, I received a notification that my insurance had approved the medication. When I tell you my mouth dropped, my mouth dropped.

Whether or not you believe in coincidences, this was no coincidence. My Father in Heaven heard me. There was absolutely no words to describe the gratitude in my heart. That is a feeling that I will forever remember. I may have to be reminded of it every now and then, but I will remember the exact way my heart felt in that moment. 

This was the way that Kaden and I began our Thanksgiving week. With no better way to begin the week of gratitude, we felt the love of our Father in Heaven.