I remember that first year of grad school Charlie reminding me that he knew what he was getting himself into when we started dating. I was busy, a bit crazy and learning how to be a student again. That first year of school was hard but I was thankful I had his levelheadedness and love on those nights when I had more to do that I thought possible. He was my voice of reason, he made sure I had dinner every night and was always my go to when I needed to talk something through. We made it to graduation but little did I know, it was just the beginning. He had worked in a huge high school in LA for many years before we met and understood the teacher's life.
The last 8 years of teaching has been a roller coaster: mentally and emotionally. However, it is not lost on me the part he has played in this epic tale. I am thankful every day that I have a partner who understands my career, who doesn't get mad when I call at 6:30 to say I am just leaving school and will be home in an hour, who rolls with with it when I finally say at 7:30pm: What should we order for dinner?, who understands that I have 130 teenagers in my life, and who never questions a weekend of grading papers and lesson planning like I am doing this weekend.
This fall, when I went back to grad school again he didn't miss a beat. We resolved to make Saturday night: Date Night and that it has been. We have had some wonderful nights out this year, but we have also had many fun nights in. Tonight I made steak to celebrate and we are watching episodes of our favorite shows. It is a near perfect night. Having someone to share this teaching journey has made all the difference for me. I know not everyone has what we have and I am lucky. Thank you Charlie, for the last 10 years.
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