Whit has helped me out in my joblesness. The computer repair market is pretty dry. And I decided that it’s more important in my life to get done with school and hit it hard. I’ve been taking classes for several years, but since I’ve always been working full-time, I’ve also only been taking 1 or 2 classes per semester. Makes (junior) college take forever. And I feel like a bum. So I decided to re-prioritize and put school first. After all, Whit graduates this year and I’m still in JC. And 4 years older than she is…
Since school is first, work is second. So being totally broke is a new part of my life. And I hate it. I feel like a leach, a bum, worthless. It’s really really bad for my psyche. Whitney has helped and taken care of me in some really tremendous and generous ways. Big ways. But the way I want to talk about is one a less grand scale, and means the world to me.
For my math class, I needed a specific calculator. Not a fancy one. And not expensive — south of 25 bucks. But I couldn’t afford it.
Whit, on her way over to my house, stopped and bought me my calculator. She didn’t blink. She didn’t have a second thought. She just bought it for me so that I could be successful in my math class. And that means the world to me.
Perhaps the thing I love most about Whit is that with her, I’m the best version of myself. She lifts me up rather than drag me down. Very very few people can say that. Most couples drag one another down in some way. They cause the other to compromise somehow. But not Whit. I know that with her, I’m better than I can be alone. For the longest time I attributed this just to the fact that she has very high standards that she holds both of us to. Which is a GREAT thing! But that calculator helped me to realize that her role is much more active. See, Whitney doesn’t just expect me to succeed – she helps me to succeed.
Thanks so much, Sweetheart. I love you, Whit!