This week my family was crushed under the weight of good
news.
Yesterday we got the news that my son-in-law Jack was
accepted into nursing school. The
process for application is grueling. We
stopped counting the number of hoops he jumped through. Then there was the wait, all the while
knowing he had just a 1 in 5 chance of making it in. For the last couple of weeks he obsessively checked his
email for THEE answer. It finally came Thursday.
He starts classes in August.
A year ago our son John graduated from law school. In July he took the bar exam and waited until
November – FOUR months – to get the results.
He didn’t pass. So, he took the
bar exam a second time in February and waited THREE agonizing months for the
results. His job was on the line. No pass, no job. He found out on Monday he gets to keep his
job. He passed bar.
It’s what they wanted, so we wanted it, too. For them.
And for that reason, we all share in the glow of this good news. I can tell you the crush of good news feels good.
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