<p>Good News / Tough News… (sigh)</p>
<p>Well, here I was posting about how great it’s been to have everyone home for the holidays. D2 had a great 1st semester. D1 has also just finished her graduate program. Everybody’s happy, right? Not exactly.</p>
<p>D1, in somewhat of a panic about her employment/fellowship prospects, given the state of the economy and all, shotgunned her resume all over creation. A few of the lesser fellowship programs turned her down pretty quickly - no big deal, really. Of course, for her, each rejection ratcheted up the anxiety. Then, out of the blue, she gets a phone call from one of the major fellowship programs that, by her own admission, she didn’t have a prayer of getting – only applied out her sheer determination to leave no stone unturned. However, someone saw something in her resume’ they really liked in light of some of this particular consortium’s recent initiatives. She had two phone interviews, and the next thing I know, they are flying her in overnight along with some other competing candidates after narrowing down the field. There’s only one fellowship to be had, and from what I understand, the competition is quite fierce. Like D1, we thought her chances were slim, but were glad they wanted to interview her in person because we felt it would be good practice. </p>
<p>But no, not so. Apparently, she didn’t need practice. She blew them completely away and they made her one of those “offer you can’t refuse” deals the very next day. Unbelievable. They want her to work directly with the executive officers and head up some projects related to a couple of underperforming facilities with troubled community relations. It’s exactly the opportunity she’s worked for all these years, and we are floored by what they’ve offered in the way of compensation. What’s not to like? </p>
<p>Well. after all the initial excitement died down, DW had the realization of how far away this will take D1 from home. It’s days drive, and DW has a fear of flying. She has gradually become inconsolable over this. Imagining the worse scenarios. I too am quite stunned by the reality of it, but have pretended to be okay. I feel the need to counter balance my wife’s obvious distress. I do not want to put a damper on this for D1. It’s big deal for her, and by all measures, a rare opportunity to be celebrated…not mourned. </p>
<p>Nonetheless, this ain’t easy right now. I suppose it never ends with our kids, does it?</p>