This is the perfect day to catch up on what's going on in Husband's life, because this day is about us.
Today, in case you are wondering, is our 4th anniversary. For years ago we said, "I do," and promised to walk with each other through each day of our lives, through the ups and the downs, the goods and the bads, the beautiful and the ugly. I'm so proud to be married to this man, to be going through life together, to be learning each day how to be a man and woman who love the Lord, love each other, love our son, and to do life well.
I'm ready for four more years, and then forty more after that, and forever even after that.
A while back I posted these two posts (He Answers and What He's Listening To) that had to do with Husband's job. After four years with the same company, he was no longer going to be employed there, and we were completely unsure of what was in store for him and for us. Much time was spent discussing what he wanted to do, what he thought would be satisfying, where he could go to grow. He'd known for a while that he didn't want to be doing manual labor his entire life, but without a college degree, being an electrician was about it. And, just for the record, we were really proud of his accomplishments as an electrician so far, too. He'd gone through a four-year trade school program and graduated with honors. He'd tested for and received his Journeyman's License. He'd really pushed himself to do well in that field, and continues to do so. But it isn't what he wants to do with his life.
After much prayer, consideration, and lots of talking about all the difficulties we would potentially face, Husband decided it was time for him to give college another try, and this time, hopefully, to walk away with a Bachelor's in Electrical Engineering. He did a ton of research about the program, meeting with academic advisors and the Dean of Engineering. He found out about financial aid and was awarded a Pell Grant for this year. And, at the beginning of July, he started his first three classes. For this term, two of them are online and one is in-building, on Monday and Wednesday nights. So far, he's doing pretty well, although we've definitely seen already the effects of the change in our evening schedule. The nights he is home, he has homework. The nights he has class, he has homework to do when he gets back. It's been a blessing that I haven't been in school yet, so we can sort of deveop a routine for him that works before I added my schedule requirements to the mix.
We're excited, but also apprehensive. School is hard for Husband. Somewhere along the line of his education, he began to believe the lie that a person who has trouble learning quickly is stupid, the lie that a person who has trouble in math is stupid, that a person whose brain doesn't organize information easily is stupid.
In essence, he began to believe the lie that he is stupid.
So school, and this degree in particular, holds a lot of scary things for him. A lot of math, a lot of complicated things to study, to learn. I am confident that he can do it, but I know it's going to be hard. He is learning how to be organized, how to study, how to not give in and quit when the going gets rough. I'm learning how to not be a know-it-all (school is my forte), how to be supportive and enouraging, how and when to turn teacher-mode off and when to turn it on.
And, of, course, Husband doesn't just get to go to school. He also has a full-time job. At the beginning of June, he found a job at a company located on the southern end of the city. After two days of working there, Husband was completely discouraged. Without going into a bunch of details about an electrical company, I will just say this: it was not the right fit for him. We thought for a while that maybe if he stuck it out, it would get better, but day after day, he came home exhausted, mentally, physically, and emotionally. The pace was frantic, the hours demanding (60+ a week, including every Saturday, and he was leaving the house before 5 am to get to work), and the organization of the company somewhat lacking. The potential pay, while really good, didn't appear to be worth it, at least not for us. Not with Husband starting school, me going back to work, and a four-month old son at home. We just didn't see how he could stay there; it seemed like the job was sucking every bit of joy right out of him.
God, thankfully, allowed Husband to leave that job. A man from church works for another company in town, one pretty close to where we live, and after an interview there, Husband was hired. Four days on the job and he already seems so much happier. He's got a spring in his step again, even though they asked if he could work this Saturday. Working Saturday at this place means overtime, whereas before it didn't. My favorite part? The owners of the company and at least one of the other higher-ups are Christians, and they get together once a month to pray for the company. Husband has never worked at a place with Christians before. While the company doesn't appear to be labeled as "Christian," he will have the opportunity to work with and for people who believe the same as he does, who, in a field with pretty low moral standards, will hold themselves and him to higher ones. It's awesome. You can just see the weight lifted off his shoulders.
We know that we're entering a stage of life that has the potential to be very difficult, but we're ready to take it on. My man, my husband, is tackling something huge, something he wants, something he's excited about. He's doing it while working a full-time job, being a dad, a husband, a son, a brother, a friend, a worship-team member, and, most of all, a Jesus-follower. I am so glad to be able to be the wife that believes in him, that supports him.
These next four (or more likely five) years will probably holdsome of the downs, the bads, and the ugly I mentioned earlier, but they will also be full of the ups, the downs, and the beautiful as we continue to do life together.