Now that the storm of all storms is over, we can head back to ‘the ranch’ and to our stories about our growing family and our hectic lives in Bushwick. But wait!!!
I’d first like to revisit an in-between- event. Before sharing how God led us to the promised land, this date, October 27, 1984, was very special, and sad too. It was fall and my parents had finally decided to move back to their homeland, Puerto Rico. On this date, we drove them and my youngest brother to the airport. We had always been together as a family and they were crazy about our kids ages 4, 2, and, 10 months.
My dad also left behind all seven of his sons and their families. According to my mom he didn’t say one single word during the entire flight. My parents had been living in New York for 29 years. Now retired, my father was tired of the cold weather outside as well as inside. There was hardly ever heat or hot water, so we agreed they should leave.
Though it was a good idea, it was now a sad and lonely time for us. We missed them and they missed us. The kids wanted to see them, which of course, made it hard on us to explain.
A month before they left I had stayed without a job. All five of us were home together while we waited on God and pursued Him for our future, which at the time, was pretty bleak. God, however, was our ‘Very present help in (times) of trouble’ Psalm 46:1. What happened next, is another chapter in our lives! Tune in for the great adventures of Sam & Viv’s family !