There are seasons in everyone’s life. I hadn’t heard that term until very recently, but it’s true. Patience is the best way to handle each season and I know I haven’t always handled every situation and/or season with the patience, and grace that it deserved, but hindsight is 20/20.
Jason started his last spring semester and is almost done with law school (less than one year left!!) and we’re both starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel. When Jason and I were only dating, he had mentioned wanting to take the LSAT – and then he took it. The year we were engaged, he took it a second time to slightly improve his score. The year we were married, he applied to one law school, and was wait listed. A few days before our first wedding anniversary, Jason told me he was accepted to a law school in Jacksonville (and he had not told me he had applied to any law schools in 2012, p.s.) – and then over several weeks, we discovered Jason was also accepted into a law school in Orlando (with a really genorous scholarship), and a law school local in that had wait listed him in 2011 (Steston). We, as a newly married couple had a lot to consider, and at the time I was unemployed, and said I’d go where Jason wanted and we’d figure it all out.
And truly, everything works out how it is supposed to. If you’ve read my blog since the beginning, you know we stayed local and Jason has been a part-time student, and full-time paralegal. I found a job that I am still with and while I haven’t always loved it, I’m in a good place (with good pay).
Just like our first year of marriage, Jason’s first year of law school was rough on us both. I felt like we had finally navigated married life, successfully and then I was all alone, while learning my new job. I didn’t see anyone about it, but it’s safe to say I was depressed. I was very lonely, and didn’t know what to do with my free-time. Sure, I had (have?) lots of friends, a big family, and lots of people to love, but all of a sudden my newish husband was never around, and I had to be a legit adult who took care of things alone. Finances, meal-planning, etc.
And I threw myself into this blog to make friends. This little site has grown leaps and bounds from its very first post. It’s a side business for me at this point, which is both exciting and exhausting (with a full-time husband, nephew (and sometimes niece) on weekends, and all that adulting I previously mentioned. But this blog has been there for me as free therapy, as I have both whined, cried, bitched and moaned about being a law-school “widow”, to the passion and creativity I discovered in creating meals from our kitchen, and making our casa, a real home. I’d miss this blog too much if I ever entirely quit it, because it’s been such a wonderful way for me to connect with other creatives, other foodies, and other wives. It’s been a way for me to say things I can’t always find a way to physically say, aloud (sometimes in the heat of the moment, I have a hard time trying to articulate my thoughts).
Jason is in his last year of law school, and I know we’re both so excited for that next season together (#babyfever). In this coming year, Jason’s class schedule isn’t nearly as packed, which means he has a little bit of free time, and you guyyyys, we’re going through some growing pains for sure.
We hosted Christmas Eve (as always) at my parents house. I tend to plan the menu myself, shop for most of the groceries myself, etc. I have just learned to do it myself. This past Christmas Eve however, my husband basically planned the whole menu/cooked a ton more than me! And while that sounds nice (it was, really), at the time, in the moment, I was so damn annoyed at my big-hearted, generous husband. Because I have my own way of doing things, and now as law-school comes to an end, he has his own way, and after eight years together (almost five married), we’ll have to learn how to do these things together – again. And it’s exciting! And I love that I have a husband that wants to willingly be there for loved ones, like I am. I’m just not used to it, is all.
So yes, I see change, and a new season and I am so ready, and so excited. Yes, there will be an adjustment period, but that’s where the patience comes in. And in the end, it all works itself out. Besides, there is no one else I’d rather grow with than that guy, I said, “I do!” to.