I know everyone is crazy about Fall. I am too. But for the last year and a half my husband and I have been desperate for Spring.
Between the Down syndrome diagnosis, the unwanted base location and most of all open-heart surgery, Andy and I grew accustomed to disappointing and in some instances, heartbreaking news. We lived in fear of the phone.
Monday was the first time in a very long time that we received really good news. The kind of news that makes you jump up and down, scream, laugh and cry all at once. Andy got into his orthodontic residency. In the military this is no small feat. The program typically accepts two Air Force dentists a year.
Since having children, my dreams have evolved. They are still evolving. Andy’s have remained constant. I remember him telling me he wanted to be an orthodontist when we met as college freshmen. I cannot tell you how exhilarating it is for me to see my love get everything he has ever worked for.
For us as a couple, it feels like a closed chapter. This long winter season of life is over. We’d be naive to think winter won’t come again. It will. But for now, we can stand still in the sunshine and relish in the fresh flowers peaking through the snow.
Watch out San Antonio, Texas, we are coming for you July 2017.
“…weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5
