I am always proud of my kids. That should go without saying. They could be standing on the breach of disaster, and I would still find something to feel proud of them. But today is different. First, last week , my son, Lil Bro, called me and told me that he finally got the new position at the correctional facility that he had wanted and taken the extra training for. Now, you have to understand just what this means. Since going to work there almost 4 years ago, he has worked 12 hour days, three on, two off, two on, three off. He has been gone from home a lot. He has taken advantage of every kind of training session. He has worked overtime for guys who don't show up. He has worked the "yard" for hours at a time in all kinds of weather. He has done all of this and I have NEVER heard him complain. Now, he has been promoted into a position that will have him working 8 hour days, and have his weekends and evening off! I am so proud of him. All the while he has been doing this other stuff, he has managed to help keep a marriage happy, and has, with the love of his life, expanded their family with my two little grands. Plus, taking college courses. Whew! No wonder I don't see them as often as I would like. Besides that, my daughter in law has recently achieved her master's degree! You Both ROCK!
Yesterday, Prof, my daughter, received word that she has been hired as librarian at the residence facility school where she taught summer school. She is thrilled. She has been so unhappy at the public school where she was an aide, and now she is back where her heart is. She loves this facility and all that it stands for. So, Go Her! Last night she was filling me in on the plans that she has and wants to implement at this library. She will be a force to be reckoned with, but the administration there are equally happy to have her as she is to be there. I think the next few days for her will be hard as she gave the public school 2 weeks notice this AM.
So there you have it. Just some more reasons to be proud of my kids. Being a parent is one of the hardest, but most rewarding jobs a person can have. I have been a parent for over 39 years, and no matter how old my children get, I still can worry and be concerned, but today, I am just proud!!!