I have always believed that the mysterious powers that be help us along the way in life, but this has never become more apparent to me since my son was born. I’m a young Dad, and life can get really hard. I love the challenges, and I do rather well, but I can’t take all the credit. I’ve sent out little pleas for help every now and again, and they were answered.
Last Fall, I was in need of a job. I sent my request out into the cosmos, and one day I happened to be walking past a friend of mine parked at a Tim Horton’s at just the right moment. He flagged me down and we had a quick chat in which he told me that a manufacturing plant in our town was hiring. I applied and got the job. The Universe provided.
It was difficult for the soul to endure, but it was a job. A few months later, two or three days before Christmas, we found out that we are expecting another baby. We’re very excited to give Gabriel a little brother or sister to grow up with. A month after that, I got laid off due to shortage of work. The thing is, my probationary period was about to be end, meaning I would have gotten a raise and full benefits. That never happened.
After losing my job, I felt an overwhelming sense of freedom. I wasn’t tied down to a specific area now. After talking it over with my girlfriend, we decided that we are rotting away where we are. There are no jobs or opportunities that would allow us to thrive and grow, so we are going to move back to Ottawa in search of a better life for our family. Job opportunities, reachable prenatal care, and the option to go to school are major necessities for us right now.
We realized this is the right decision when we found out the Maternity Ward at our hospital is closing down, and our doctor is going on maternity leave in May. Therefore, we are left with no doctor to deliver our baby or to provide prenatal care. Nor do we have a hospital to deliver in. Neither of us drive (my new job was supposed to help pay for a license and a vehicle), so this news presented a major problem. Or at least I thought it was until I realized it was the Universe giving us the green light on our new plans to relocate.
I don’t understand how the Universe works, but I believe that everything happens for a reason. What those reasons are will be revealed over time, but for now, I just have to trust that things will be okay.
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