It all started with a book, this book:
I picked up the book and thumbed through it.
And then, my stomach turned.
The thought of being in school again - ugh.
But the book isn't for me. It's for The Man. In May of 2011, he'll graduate with his Physical Therapy Assistant degree. A long story, short, this path will enable him to continue doing what he loves while earning more money for both himself and the rehab/fitness center where he works.
I looked over at The Man and realized the sacrifice he is making. He's going to work full time, complete volunteer and practicum hours, attend classes, do homework, and continue to be the amazing husband that he is.
And then, my stomach stopped turning.
And the thought of being in school again made me swell with love and gratitude; because if the thought of being in school again initially made my stomach turn, it caused a much larger reaction in The Man. But rather than give in to the fear and dread and take the easy path, he chose to do what will be better for our family in the long run.
And for that, I am more grateful than words could ever express.