05/16/2024
TL; DR: Yay, long road. We did a thing.
Seven years. It was 2017. Seven years ago, my husband, Stephen, and I sat at a kitchen table and talked about him leaving his firefighter/paramedic job to go back to school. I was teaching and my salary could not pay the bills alone. There were no guarantees. No way to know if he could get into a PA program. No way that I’d be able to get a job to support us when, if, he got into a program.
We sold our house and moved across the country to California, where my parents let us move in with them so Stephen could go to school. “3-4 years tops!” Turned into six years. His credits for his associates didn’t transfer. He has to start from the beginning-earn a bachelors degree. He worked weekends and went to school the rest of the week-tirelessly studying long hours all hoping he could get into a Physician Assistant program. Then, when kids came along the way, he took that on too. Then, I had this idea-what if I got my PhD? He said, of course you should.
Oh, and maybe I’ll start posting teacher stuff online. Ya know, just for fun?
His bachelors degree came in the midst of a pandemic, as did our second child. He applied for 18 programs, hoping he’d maybe get an interview at one. He did. Yale had a program, and what’s more-it was online with 3 in person residencies. We wouldn’t have to move. But Yale?! There’s no way. We weren’t Ivy League people. No way. And then, it happened. He was accepted, and spent the next 28 months studying. Stressing. Testing and retesting. And along the road, that silly social media business grew. And grew. And I thought, what if I started trying to find a professor job before I finished my PhD? And I applied to countless schools-and got exactly one interview. At Indiana State. The state that my husband is from-the place we wanted to return to. I was hired and defended my dissertation in fall. Stephen finally walked across that stage last week, and my kids got to see both of their parents work their asses off AND saw the way that support of family and community made a difference. It was a beautiful day. It was a hard seven years. And it is an honor to be his wife. Congratulations, my love. ❤️