School Boy

July 11th, 2007

My husband is amazing- in case I haven’t mentioned it before. He has sacrificed time and time again for me since the day we started “going out.” Whether it be a TV show that I’d rather watch, foregoing restaurants that he’d rather not eat at but will because I love it, sanity, time and even his education- he constantly bends over backwards to make me happy. And this isn’t something that goes unnoticed or unappreciated. It’s who he is and I love him for it.

What the hell is she rambling about- you’re probably wondering. Shortly after Shelton and I married he decided to quit school. It was a decision I fought fiercely, because I knew the likelihood of him ever returning was slim and I knew it was something he’d regret later on. He justified by saying that I was so close to graduating and starting my career that he would quit now, work full time and let me finish. So that’s what we did.

Last year he found out that his company offers full tuition reimbursement. I told him, as a loving wife would, that basically he was an idiot if he didn’t take advantage. So he has been back in school for a year now- working to complete his bachelor’s degree in MIS. I’m so proud of him. He’s got a 4.0 GPA, loving his classes and really excited about where this is going to take him.

That’s where he is tonight- and four other nights of every week until 10pm. We don’t see much of each other these days. Pass on the way to work in the morning, inhale our dinner in an attempt to at least spend that time together and then cuddle up at bedtime. It’s a small price I’m willing to pay now to secure our future, and more importantly his happiness.