Right now, my parents are living in an apartment the day after their house was torn down. We are happy that there are nice relatives who helped move the furniture and fixtures. They found an affordable unit close to the market place. If they were closer to me, I would have get them a place in Calgary apartments. The area is close to shopping stores and schools. And it’s easy access to the main roads is a big advantage.
But that’s all right. My family has moved on. I hope the new place will bring them luck and good vibes. We are blessed with good opportunities too. My parents are planning to put up a small business within the area. God is good.
Today is the first anniversary of my parents’ house horrible demolition. The neighbors’ who conspired on this incident last year are currently struggling on defending themselves against each other. They knew, ever since, that it was not right. But still, they continued and stepped on other people’s rights. My parents’ rights.
It was a heartbreaking event for us. My sister called me crying…letting me know that those bastards were tearing down my parents’ house! I was nine months pregnant and close to my due date. I was crying hysterically! My husband begged me not to become so emotional because of my condition. It was difficult to be calm – thinking that my family was struggling with desperation that day because of other people’s jealousy and greediness! What’s worse? These people are their neighbors.
My parents have slowly recovered from that horrible incident. Although they still mentioned about it in some of our conversations, it is just normal. They were depressed and sad. But it’s over now. My parents found a place where they can start again. Few months after that incident, those neighbors got a bad karma.
God is watching. He never let the oppressed down. We always pray that God will keep my family strong in times of crisis.