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For the past 3+ years my husband, Art, has been unemployed, struggling, like many to find a job. Over a year ago he decided he wanted to go back to school, but a bad grade he got more than 25 years ago was making things difficult with the local community colleges.
Finally, a couple of months ago, everything finally fell into place. The only problem was the stars didn’t align for a nearby college, but for Portland Community College, 616 miles from home (according to Google Maps). But I have never seen a plan come together so fast and so well. It was obviously meant to be. What could I do? I think I actually convinced him.
We took three days to get to Oregon, slowly driving up the coast and stopping at two hotels along the way. It was fun and romantic, but also kind of felt like the Last Supper, you know what I mean?
Art’s parents live about 3 hours south of Portland, so that was our last stop. The plan was to spend one night there, then I would drive home and Art would take his parent’s “spare” car to Portland. But morning came and I just couldn’t do it. So we spent a second night, and prayed some more, and somehow I felt good about saying goodbye and driving the 10 hours home by myself. I cranked up Fleetwood Mac’s Greatest Hits and just enjoyed the view.
It’s been almost two weeks now since I last saw Art. We talk multiple times a day. He has started school and is really enjoying his classes. Still looking for a semi-permanent living space, but it will come, I’m sure. I am so proud of him and his courage to step out of his comfort zone to find a way to achieve his lifelong dream.
But I miss him horribly. Spend a lot of time wishing I could just hop a plane to Oregon and we could be together. Christmas break can’t come soon enough!!
Art the week before we left.
What I enjoy most about having him gone: Eating what I like (sushi, vegetarian, etc.)
What I like the least: sleeping alone (really really don’t like that one)
Thanks for listening.
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You will weather this storm and reunite even stronger. Sleeping alone is no fun so maybe I should loan you a chicken to cuddle with a night
I hope Art knows what a lucky man he is to have your love and support. Hang in there sweetie and stay busy. Christmas break will be here before you know it. (((HUGS)))
Thanks, Debbie
I think I’ll pass on the chicken, though, LOL.
I think it’s incredibly awesome and supportive of you to push him to follow his dreams. Recently my husband did the same thing for me about my writing. Nothing makes you feel so good as being with someone who understands your heart and is willing to sacrifice for your dreams simply because they want to see you happy. Good for you…
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Thank you, Kitt. He has always been supportive of me, too. And I know how awesome it feels to be doing something you love. Good for you too!!
I think the reward is the big payoff and I think the offer of the chicken was awfully nice. Besides just think all of this getting to eat what you want for a year is going to spoil you so bad you might have to turn Art to your dark side, lol.
If Debbie’s chickens were like Gonzo’s chicken Camilla I might go for it. And eating what I want I’m hoping I will lose some more weight while he’s gone. You’re right, Robin, the big payoff is definitely worth it. We’ve got to keep our eyes on the prize!!
So proud of your strength,sweetheart.Art will do well,he was more than ready for this.Stay busy with yor writing and friends and soon he’ll be home with his degree,
Hugs,
mom
Thanks, Mom
Teressa,
It’s unfortunate that the Community College system is so misunderstanding… A real life lesson for kids and the importance of grades – they really will follow you. It’s a good thing Portland has a program that suit’s Art’s needs however. I know that this will be a trying time, but it will just make you and Art stronger. I look forward to your future updates on his progress and your adventures.
Steve
My youngest is in grad school and has a 42 year old room mate. Way to go Art and you. Best of luck to both.
Thank you, Tami!!