This is a celebratory post, in honor of my best friend and sweetheart, Matthew. I married him a hundred years ago, and love him immensely. Today he learned that he's been accepted to flight school! He was one of only 50-odd people selected out of over 200 applicants, and yet I think somewhere in his head he believes they made a mistake. I, however, have seen him in action as an NCO in the army, and the dude's GOT it, whether he knows it or not. Hopefully, this school will make clear to him the great potential that everyone else already sees.
So there it is. A budding pilot-to-be; a dream he's been aiming for for ages. And along with the changes in lifestyle, location, and career, this means many exciting new twists and turns in the coming year, for both of us. I'm very proud of him!
...This also means I'm going to have to rent "Top Gun" again, as my "Maverick" references are very limited. Congratulations, babe!
