Or How to Persevere
I’m incredibly proud of my husband today. Last month, he worked a full day everyday, came home for an hour or two, and then went to school for two more hours. This was four days a week. It was a hard time for both of us. When he took his final last week, he told me that more than anything he hoped it wouldn’t all be for nothing. Today, he showed me the A on his transcript.
I’ve been going through some long and pointless labor, and I’m not sure when the end is going to come. Sometimes, I don’t think it will ever get here. So, how do I persevere? I guess by keeping going. Maybe it’ll pay off.
Very zen of me, eh?