Life With My Parents
If you follow this blog, you will know that I have been living with my parents after moving back from Texas. Initially I had a job but later that went away.
It was sometimes a hard life. Hosting my brother’s family almost every Sunday, gave me anxiety and there was little I could do about it.
While I had free time, I often had trouble finding things to do. Walking along a canal trail was probably my most cherished thing I had there. I occasionally, miss it now.
Had no plans to move. Only an expectation that one day I would be well enough to find a job and start my life again.
I missed the life that I lived alone in Dallas Texas while working. I had friends there and that would come up in memories time after time.
The Call
As I was watching YouTube one day, a familiar preacher came up on my feed. His message was about “Pack Your Bags” and how God was calling someone into a new season.
I had not listened to him a lot before. As I watched this video, I wondered if it was for me. My guides did not immediately speak to me. But later in the day, they did.
So I decided that this was a call for me to make a move – but where to?
One voice was saying the place that my brother lives in Florida. I didn’t think he was being serious. But later I decided it was northern part of Florida. Looking at Google Maps, Jacksonville was the biggest city there, so I decided it was it.
This happened on Dec 30th, 2025.
The Search
I did a little bit of apartment searching and picked out one apartment complex that I thought was within my financial means.
Was planning to qualify financially by having a certain amount of assets. Their documentation stated that if you had a certain amount of assets to pay the rent for a year, you were good. I didn’t and thought that maybe it only meant for a lease term, like half a year, which I did have. Keep in mind they were using a 10x multiplier, so it was not like I only had a half-year amount of rent.
I scheduled a tour of the place for January 5th and booked the hotels.
Revealing it to the Family
I told my dad first, but not that I was sure about it. He asked if anything was wrong with living with them. Sure, it was difficult, but I never told them that.
The next day I made it clear that I was moving. My parents were never supportive of it. They preferred me living with them. But I wanted out.
I sent the apartment complex that I chose to my mom and dad.
Dad sent it to my younger brother, and he called them and asked about the financial qualification for the apartment.
I thought this was rude, but I told him that I thought I was qualified.
I had the urge to call them myself and straighten out if what I was assuming was correct. God told me not to call, just to travel there.
This turned out to be pretty important down the line. Because I would not qualify for it, my assumption would prove wrong, but it would put me inside the city looking for apartments, instead of doing telephone work states away. Being inside the city I think had advantages.
So, nobody supported me on this, not my parents and not my brother.
The Packing
I had a few days to pack everything. Made a list and was told by my guides what not to bring.
I thought I would have a lot, but it didn’t turn out that way.
The morning of just before I was about to drive away, my dad prayed with me and made the request to God that “if this is not your will then destroy his plans”. I thought that was pretty bad. Here I am a 44-year-old wanting to live on my own and he was trying to make a way that I ended up continuing to live with them.
Travel
I had two days of travel, each about 8 hours. In reality it was a few hours more because of stops and such.
Was worried about getting sleepy and fatigued, but I was able to make it to Jacksonville just fine.
I ended up staying in a Hilton 3-star hotel. My plan was that on the tour I would select a place, and the apartment complex had ones that were immediately available. So, my hotel stay would not be long.
The First Place
I arrive at the apartment complex and enter the leasing office. The women starts talking about which place I would like, but I first ask her about my assumption. It was wrong and I would not qualify for it with them.
She asks me if I would have any guarantors. I wouldn’t. So, I leave that place.
Now I am in Jacksonville and have a short time to find a place to live there.
The Search
I start making a list of apartment communities. My guides wanted me to live in the southern part of the city.
As I made the list God was ticking off properties that were not for me.
So, on Jan 6th, I called the first place, one that I had not visited yet and a man answers it. I was shy bringing up that I did not have a job but was planning to qualify based on my assets. I was about to end the call but gave him my asset number. He was positive about it. I was relieved.
We went through the application and he asked me when I wanted to move in. “Immediately” I told him.
He had a place in mind and thought it would be available on the 9th.
Later he said that it would not be available until the 13th.
The Wait
So that had me waiting in the hotel for another week. I thought about doing hotel hopping, but God told me that it would be too difficult.
The wait, at some points, was excruciating. Living in a hotel is no fun.
I would have breakfast at the hotel, skip lunch because I was not so hungry and it avoided me to have to drive in traffic. Drive down the street to a fast-food place for dinner.
I was prevented from doing window shopping at this time.
I had a park that I was allowed to go and that I would spend some days in – but mostly in my car.
The whole experience was challenging.
The 13th
The 13th arrives; I call the office and am told that the apartment is not ready. “We may have to move you to another unit” the woman says.
I was told that I should stay with the original choice.
When I responded that I wanted the same place, they woman said “perfect” and we’ll get back to you when it is ready.
They were saying that they ordered cabinets and countertops that were supposed to arrive two days ago but had not yet.
So, now things got harder. I had no idea when it would be available. Booking hotel extensions got stressful as I didn’t want to lose money and I felt bad for the receptionist as I had to visit them again and again.
I called them on the 16th and not much of an update then.
During this time my parents and brother were trying to have me move to a cheaper hotel. But I was not supposed to.
This really became a stressful time. Living in the hotel was hard and not having any idea on when the apartment would be available made it even harder.
Finally
On the 20th, a Monday, they call and tell me that the apartment will be available the next day.
I was really relieved with the news. The long wait would be over soon.
The next day, when I arrived at the leasing office, there was delay. But I got the keys that day and waited a little longer before it was done. That evening, I was in my place.
The place was better than I feared, but it was not perfect but acceptable. I later realized they got new cabinets, appliances and maybe other things. They really overhauled the place. The leasing woman told me that it was looking good – probably against other apartments there. So, my wait had its advantages.
The New Start
So here I am in this new place. A little over a week here and pretty much got everything that I need. Got a desk and chair. Still sleeping on an air mattress – will try to get the real thing soon.
This place only has one story which helps with cutting down the noise. It is peaceful here. And I realize why God was leading me here.
I no longer have the stress and hardship of living with my parents – but they sadly do miss me and are likely having it harder without me. But they are adapting quite well and are changing things about their lives – in a good way.
I did find a place, so Dad’s prayer about if this was not God’s will to not give me a place here did not happen: this move is God’s will for my life.
Obviously, it is warmer here, and it surprised me how a 1000-mile distance can really change the climate so much.
I really like it here and don’t want to lose it. I will have to find a source of income here eventually and am hoping that God will provide a way.
With all the predictions that were made by my guides and channelers, I did not anticipate a move in my life. It came suddenly and I was able to step up and make it happen and I am glad it turned out way.
Lastly
Finally, just shortly after I left Rochester as I headed out to drive my mother for a shopping trip, God told me that day that this was the last time I would do it. So, I was trying to make it a good one.
She wanted two stores – no I didn’t complain, I quietly went to both. Dad called asking why we were taking such a long time, and I tried to keep it secret that we were at a place where he did not like us shopping.
Later, as I sat in Jacksonville, it hit me. I would never have the privilege to drive her again to stores, like I had done so many times before. And for the first time in years, I got so sad I cried.