On Friday 6th February, Lorraine was (unofficially) notified that she had been accepted onto a Masters course in education, at one of the leading universities in Canada.
This is no mean feat. Every year, about 150 applicants compete for less than 30 places.
I won’t give details of the course or the university here, the notification was unofficial so I don’t think that’s really fair.
Anyway, that’s not what this about. Throughout her application, Lorraine was the only one who ever doubted her abilities. Throughout her Business Studies degree – in which she was awarded a First Class Honours – she was the only one who ever doubted herself.
But has that doubt ever surfaced beyond the late night conversations with her husband? Has it Hell.
I don’t think I know a more single-minded, focused and determined individual than my wife, and this just gives her what she deserves.
I don’t need to say “well done” here do I? Anyway, I’ve already said it to her face and she may not read this for months.
She’s MY HERO, in pretty much everything she does (we’ll ignore the trips to the Swedish, flat-pack furniture store, I don’t want to publicise).
Of course, this means Canadian immigration is imminent for 2009 and the dreams of an entire family, for the last four years, are that much closer to being realised.
You’re My Hero.