The Light of Day
Monday evening found The Husband and I discussing his scholarship and forms that need to be signed by the local ROTC detachment… that aren’t being signed. It seems we have a bill from the university that we were unaware of until the Orderly Room called to inform us. The Husband does not qualify for in-state tuition at this lovely establishment. Since he was an active duty E-6 before accepting this scholarship and will return to active duty after he finishes his degree… the previous Colonel signed the out-of-state tuition waiver. The new Colonel will not. Our scholarship does not cover the out-of-state tuition costs. Which means… we’re sort of in jeopardy of loosing the scholarship. Oh… and let’s not forget about that lovely bill we owe the university.
We’ve gone through so much to get to this point. I’ll spare you the details, but understand that this has been a long and hard road. To feel like we could watch this all slip through our fingers because of a technicality is a little too much to bear at this point. To go back now would mean he would go back enlisted and have to change his career. The 3.8 GPA he’s worked so hard to maintain as an engineering student would be worthless. We’d leave without the degree… without the dream of doing something bigger in the Air Force.
I have to put my trust and faith in God at times like this. I have to stop. Wait for the storm to pass and soldier on. The hardest part about any of this is that the people here don’t care about The Husband’s career, the awards and medals he’s received for exemplary service. They don’t care that he’s here completing his degree and commissioning because he wants to make a difference in the future of the Air Force. This isn’t a “job” to him… it’s his life. It’s our life.
Right now we’re in the process of appealing The Husband’s residency. Looking at all of the information makes me sceptical that this will work. The only thing he has going for him is that he relies on my income… that happens to be from this state. The board will meet April 8th to determine residency. In the meantime, I’m not sitting still.
This weekend will bring a lovely FAFSA to my desk where we will apply for student aid, grants and loans. The Husband is so discouraged right now he’s about to throw in the towel. We came here debt free and planned on leaving debt free. Best laid plans don’t always work out though. I happen to think he’s worth all the debt in the world. His dreams… they are attainable, within reach. He can do anything. I’m just proud to be by his side.