FireDad

This post is dedicated to my hubby. Michael worked super hard to finish five years of college while being married and having a baby. Life was a struggle in the beginning. My parents, being the best anyone could ask for, helped me by being Sydney's caretakers while I worked long hours and Michael went to college. We were all so proud of him when he graduated and became an architect. He did what he could so that I could be a stay-at-home mom while he worked. But, after 10 years in this profession, the economy was against him, he was layed off, and the hunt for a new job was a difficult one. For every architect position, if there was one, there were at least ten people applying for it. After a few months of searching, he had to make a decision about his career. He had to weigh the pros and cons of going back to school or settling for an unwanted job. I am glad that he isn't one of those people who looks for salary versus happiness. He is the type of man who wants a good career but also one that is rewarding and still allows him to be while home with his family. He doesn't sacrifice family time for money, no salary can beat that.

He always thought about fire school but getting into a fire academy is not easy. You have to pass a series of tests, health screenings, and interviews just to be considered for the one and ONLY fire academy in this area. Not to mention the long line of applicants.

I believe that everything happens for a reason, especially when the thick envelope arrived in the mailbox congratulating him with the acceptance to the fire academy.

He is our hero. The kids are so proud of their father, we all are.