You know how the ask the football players after they win the Super Bowl, "You've just won the Super Bowl. What are you going to do now?" They always say, "I'm going to Disney World" or some inane answer like that.
My husband, after nine years of working on it and having it hang over his head, will finish his master's tomorrow. I get to watch him walk across the stage and get his diploma. He started this the year before we got married and it's finally finished. When we get home, he'll take one more test and have his certification. As I boast to everyone about how much my husband has accomplished this year, I continue to get the question, "What now?" They're wondering things like if he wants to go on and get a further degree or if he wants to try and teach at a higher level. The answers are "maybe someday" and "not really." Mostly, we're just going to enjoy being able to live without having those two goals hanging over us anymore. We're hoping to settle somewhere and start working for real on our goal to have kids. I'm not sure how we'll do that, but it's what we want.
The school he was hoping to return to next year has decided to hire a coach. He's disappointed, but I really didn't think it would be in our best interest to move back. It's not that I don't love a LOT of people there and wouldn't love to have a couple of my old jobs back. But it just seemed like we'd be going backwards. We've changed since we moved away from there and our friends and church family have moved on without us. It wouldn't be like returning from being gone a weekend. We'd have to refind a niche and see if we could start over with it not being the same. To me, that doesn't sound like fun.
He's talking to one more school before just deciding to stay where we are another year. It's not going to be a bad thing to stay where we are. I have the possibility of getting a job with the daycare I interviewed with a while back to help with her summer camps. And we'll have over $400 a month more from his paycheck after June when we've got his certification paid off. And I'm not unhappy working this temp job that has stretched from a week to three months. I don't think they want me to leave even though they haven't figured out how to keep me for sure yet. He'd still be teaching and even though he has some things that aren't perfect at the school he's at, he knows that he'd find something he didn't like about any school he worked at.
So, we'll be okay no matter what. And as we start to move on to this next phase in our life, who knows what it will bring our way? But I think we're better prepared for it now that we've gone through the last almost eight years together and faced and learned from all that happened to us this far.
Thank you, God, for preparing us for whatever is ahead, even if we didn't always like the ways you did it.