E.M.T.

My husband and I knew our marriage would face some unique challenges and situations. We knew at some point my military career would dictate where we would live, when we could do things, and quite possibly limit or hinder my husband's career choices. Thankfully, I have one amazingly understanding partner in life, and he knew better than I did what all of this would mean. He has gracefully accepted that he will have to put his dreams of becoming a firefighter/police officer on hold (for how long we don't know), but it doesn't mean he has to take it laying down.

For our first assignment we will be at Goodfellow AFB in San Angelo TX for eight to ten months. Eight to ten months is long enough to get a temporary, insignificant job or be a stay-at-home hubby. He definitely doesn't want to play house hubby for that long, and I don't blame him. If the role were reversed, I wouldn't want to stay at home when I knew I could be contributing to our family by bringing in some extra, much needed income. He wanted to work, but he wanted the job to be meaningful and useful for the future. He did a little research and discovered people are more inclined to get hired onto a fire house if they have had some previous paramedic or E.M.T. experience. He was accepted and classes start August 15! The classes run until the beginning of December. We will have to spend a couple months a part, but it is a small sacrifice to make to be able to see my husband still follow the path that he wants so desperately to pursue. I'm one proud wife to see my husband further his education and still chase after his dream. He will make one helluva E.M.T.!