I apologize for the sudden and complete silence after my January 2020 blog.
2020 has been a unique, unusual and challenging year
for all of us. Mid-March I received word
from LMH that they were suggesting I temporarily return to the United States
during the pandemic for a variety of reasons:
the ‘unknown’ surrounding the possible severity of the virus, the scarce
medical resources in the area of Ghana I was living in, and the fact that the
government of Ghana might possibly close their borders. After some prayer and discernment, I decided
to follow the LMH suggestion and within a week of that decision, I was packing
my bags. I was told the return was meant
to be temporary, but that I should take any personal belongings that were
important to me should I not be able to return.
Two days before I was to leave, the President of Ghana
announced the closing of all schools the following day. Thus, the girls left SAGISS the day before I
did. Ghana closed its borders, including
the International airport, the day after I took off for the United States. It all happened in a flurry.
My son Paul picked me up at the airport and gave me his
bed to sleep in for a couple days. I searched
the web and found an Airbnb to stay in for a few weeks. When I left Ghana, I had thought I would be
able to see family and friends on my return, only to find everyone locked down
in their own homes, working their jobs from home, going out only for groceries. Churches were also closed; Mass was being
live-streamed. I was basically isolated
from everyone. This was not really what
I had envisioned on my return home.
The night I arrived in the US, my son Joe and his wife
Alex, disclosed to me via facetime that they were expecting their first child
in November. Exciting news in this time
of pandemic! There was at least one
thing to look forward to!
Mid-May, I moved to my sister Gina and brother-in-law
Kevin’s lake home about 3 hours northwest of the Twin Cities. They have a nice, large home they were
willing to share with me. Little did
they know I would be there for 6 months!
The lake home was a beautiful, peaceful and restful place. We had some great sister bonding and I am
beyond grateful for their immense generosity.
In November, I returned to the Airbnb for what I
expected to be two months. I wanted to
be in the Twin Cities for the arrival of my new grandbaby and also to prepare
myself for my return to Ghana.
Ghana opened their international airport on September
1st. Shortly, thereafter,
Karen, my co-missionary in Damongo, announced her intent to return to Ghana in
early November. As my new grandbaby was
to be born in November, and with the holidays shortly upon us, I chose to wait
until January 2021 for my return. In
fact, the ticket was purchased for a January 7th departure. I started planning and purchasing the items I
needed to take with me. My excitement to
return to Damongo was palpable.
Mid-November came and my grandson was born, Remy
Sterling Yonga. He is a doll and I
treasure those special days when I can visit him, holding him in my arms. Being a Nana is very special!
As I continued preparing for my return, I received
some unfortunate and unexpected news. I
guess returning to Ghana was not what God had planned for me. A routine mammogram showed a spot which
needed some further testing. After
multiple further mammograms, an ultrasound and a biopsy, I was diagnosed with
breast cancer. I am fortunate that it
was caught early and my prognosis is very good.
However, it means surgery and radiation therapy, followed by hormone
therapy.
Timing was very tight, so it was a mad rush to sign up
for 2021 health insurance by the December 15th deadline, find an
apartment so I would not have to live out of my suitcase any longer (9 months
of living out of a suitcase is plenty), and move my belongings out of storage
and in to my apartment by Christmas.
The pandemic has devastated the lives of millions
throughout the world. Ironically, the
United States has suffered much greater devastation by the pandemic than has
Ghana. As it turns out, my chances of
contracting the virus seem much higher here than they would have been in
Damongo. The positive news for me is that the pandemic brought me back to the
United States and as a result, the breast cancer was detected early. Had I remained in Ghana for the complete
three years of my mission, who knows how much it might have spread before it
would have been detected.
As I reread the blog entries I wrote during those 14 months, I have very mixed emotions. Smiles and laughter remembering all the good times I had in Damongo and sadness at the realization that my time there has ended. I know I received more from my experience there than I gave. It was a true gift from God. It seems God’s plan for me is now taking me down a different path. I have placed my trust in God and I know He will be with me throughout my treatment for breast cancer, drawing me ever closer to Him.
My adventure will continue……………………. but no longer in
Damongo and no longer being shared via
this blog. Thank you for following my
mission adventure and all your support via prayer and monetary donations over
the past two years. May 2021 find us all
a bit more happy, a bit more holy and a bit more closer to God!