"We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations" - Charles Swindoll.
I've been blogging about my brother in law, "Bil", in his late 50's, and autistic. We are trying to get him "forever" housing as the day his mother can no longer care for him approaches. Both we and my other brother in law/wife are older than him. We won't be around forever, either.
We thought an apartment opportunity had opened.
But several days later, unexpectedly, we were told the apartment was no longer available.
Frustration. Disappointment. Sometimes, it really does seem impossible. People with disabilities in the United States have it better than in many other countries, but still.
Bil can no longer find work (I should blog about why). Bil has a very limited government pension. His medical coverage is in danger, thanks to the feeble efforts of health care reform in this country. Why should that even be?
I need to be a better advocate. But I work full time, and I also have my elderly mother in law to think about. It's nice to know there are great opportunities out there somewhere, if that quote is true.
So now, the future of this blog is also on my mind. I have few readers. I get that. The subject matter is somewhat specialized. I also keep myself anonymous for personal reasons (and because I talk sometimes about family), which prevents me from promoting the posts on social media.
I wanted to write a book one day.
Maybe it will all happen. But right now, it just all seems impossible. Should I quit?
The prompt I am writing for says "no".
There's always tomorrow, when the impossible may become possible, and another opportunity may open up.
Written for #FridayReflections, hosted by Sanch Vee.