Update

This may seem a little ramble-some, but at this point it’s been so long since I’ve given an update on The Husband’s situation that I’ve surpassed long overdue.

We still don’t know if he has a pilot slot.

He spent a month this summer training new cadets and making nice with brass.

The brass he met was so impressed with his attitude and dedication to this country that they wrote The.Most.Incredible letters of recommendation.  The letters are flowing in.

The letters make me cry.  They remind me of the man I married, the man I supported through several deployments.  The man who is trying to achieve his dream.

The letters of recommendation are no longer going to be part o his ROTC age exemption packet.

The colonel still hasn’t submitted his age exemption packet, which was given to her in January.

The Husband is now actively seeking a commission through Officer Training School (OTS).

The kick right now is the OTS recruiter has emailed The Husband and told him that he would have to forfeit his ROTC scholarship to apply for OTS.  This goes against what the regs say, so we’re waiting for clarification.

The mood around our house is a little schizophrenic.  We both have our highs and we both have our lows.

We prayed together, out loud for the 2nd time in our marriage 3 days ago.  It was one of the most emotional moments of my life.

Given the alternative (the job ROTC assigned him), we’d both prefer he return to active duty enlisted, but we’re willing to accept what we’re given (but, please God… let it be a pilot slot!)

The Husband had to attend a function yesterday where the colonel was present.  I believe he conveyed to her that he just wants a chance to do what he came here to do.

If given the chance, and he is denied, he will live with that… but to not be given an opportunity is the hardest part of all of this for him.

The colonel indicated that The Husband isn’t “owed” anything.

I get this.

But.  I also don’t get it.  The reason he is not meeting the so-called “age requirements” of the ROTC is because he was dedicating his life to this country in an active duty position, fighting wars and supporting the men and the mission.  No.  Life is not fair.  I understand that.

The Husband does not serve this country for what he is owed. As a military family, we believe we are held to a higher standard.

He does not fight, and I do not wait for his return because we expect something in return.  We do it because we are patriots, we love this country.

When The Husband started the OTS application process in April, he was told the application was due in September, we’d know by November if he was accepted.

Now the packets are due in December, we’ll find out in March.  2 months before he graduates.

Time is running out.

This whole ordeal is like a deployment… there are happy times, there are miserable times, time seems to stop and start on it’s own accord.   Minutes seem like months… then minutes later… they feel like seconds flying by at warp speed.

Please continue to pray for us.  We’re surviving.  By the grace of God, we’re surviving.