I can’t even believe I am writing this post. In some ways the length of my husband’s law school career (1564 days – not that I counted or anything) seems like nothing. In other ways, it feels like forever.
I am so incredibly proud of Jason. He is constantly telling me how proud he is of ME, blogging, planning events, holding down a full-time job, and taking care of our home. Even last night, after working until 11pm to get some things in order, he tells me he is proud of me for some work praise I received. Keep in mind, by the time he got home, I was cozy in bed, with a book, and our dogs.
You guys…how did I get so lucky? I mean, honestly this journey has been hard at times for us both (like reallllllly hard), but who is this guy who equally busts his ass for our family, and is always complimenting me for my achievements? Jason, I don’t know that I can express in this little ol’ blog post how proud I am of YOU. Like prouder than proud. Remember that please, the next time we bicker over something incredibly stupid as we transition (yet again) into this next phase.
Jason and I could not be more different. Our values are the same, and somehow we seem to thrive in a crisis, and put our differences aside. After dating for three years, I thought our first year of marriage would be a breeze. I couldn’t have been more wrong. That was part of why I started this blog. No one else close to me was married yet, and was what we were experiencing normal? I still don’t know if it was, but I know that somehow we managed, and made it to the other side.
Law school kind of made us come together and say, “Okay, we’re going into debt for x amount, and we’re not going anywhere.” Jason and I aren’t the kind of couple that need to spend every minute together, but man were those limits still tested on us as a couple. I’ve never missed anyone more, or appreciated them more. I have other friends whose significant others have gone to grad school, or training for armed forces, etc, and I imagine it’s the same feeling. I just didn’t realize when ‘we’ signed up for this, it’d be four-year journey. 1564 days. Oh? Did I already say that?
But we continue to thrive together through the chaos. Today, today Jason completes his last day as a paralegal. For the first time ever, he won’t be working as he preps for the bar exam in February. I will somehow be the sole provider for our little fam (yes, we have a savings and have been preparing for this day), which is like, no pressure or anything. Except he has equal pressure to pass the exam on the first try, since this is the end goal and all.
Proud of you, babe. On to the next chapter together! #lobster
P.S. This post pretty much sums up these last four years of chaos. I completely forgot I wrote this!