In a week and a half something glorious will happen. When it does the heavens will part and angel’s voices will fill the air as they sing the Doxology.
Ryan will submit his final paper in the first year of his MA program.
No longer will my husband be a full-time employee AND student (oh, and a dad and husband, too).
No longer will my evenings be prefaced by asking, ‘What homework do you need to get done tonight? Will you be able to help with the kids?’
No longer will I make plans around a syllabus. Continue reading