FINALLY! Some News!

Whew! It has been a long week of waiting! Tensions were high around my apartment while we waited for a call from his recruiter.
On Friday and Saturday, my husband became rather mopey, sitting on my couch, reading and drinking a lot of coffee. Occassionaly he would say "Maybe if I had a higher ASVAB score." or "Maybe if I were younger." I would break in and point out that we hadn't gotten a "No" from the recruiter, and that it had only been a few days since he dropped off the paperwork for his teeth. "It has been almost a week" he would say "I'm 28 and I didn't have a great test score, and now I am asking them to help me with my teeth. I don't have high hope."
I told him on Friday that I was certain we would hear back from the recruiter, but that maybe we should think of other plans. We talked about a few things we may do if he is unable to join. But I kept possitive that we would soon know what was going on. After a while, I let it rest. Like many other occasions when we are forced to wait, and we are highly stressed, I just bunkered down and did not speak of the tender subject until I had a for sure answer.
That answer came today.
During my lunch, while I was handling a million other things (one of those rare occasions where I am not bored to tears on a Thursday) I got a call from my husband.
"I got a call from the recruiter. I go back to MEPS for my physical on Sunday. We will know what we are doing on Monday."
I had to rush him off the phone right then, but I am so happy that I can't wait to get home and talk to him this afternoon.
Thank you, God! I know I will soon be wrapping my arms around a stronger man in uniform. I can already feel the canvas material on my cheek as I lay my head on his chest and tell him how proud I am for all he has done for himself and his family. I will be writing him encouraging letters for boot camp. I can see him standing in salute on his graduation day.