I have read many postings regarding the lack of understanding significant others, friends and family members have regarding the dedecation required to the obtain those three letters we all seek, so I thought I would share a poem written by my wife. So far she has been subjected to my studying for LI June07, LI Dec07 and LII June08. My husband is a hostage of the CFA. Tortured nearly daily, cramming knowledge into his brain. He comes home from work and goes straight to studying at the table, while I mope around the house ‘cause I can’t watch cable. And then it’s off to bed we go, but wait, he’s still not done. That big pile of notecards have to be reviewed until there’s none. Sometimes I get lonely because I feel like I never see him. A dinner here, thirty minutes there, and if I’m lucky a trip to the gym. But when I get upset about this whole thing and wish he’d just be done already, I step back and remind myself, he’s doing this for me. I certainly have no right to complain; he’s sacrificing more than me by giving up all his free time to build a bright future for our family. I don’t like the long study hours and I miss the time we had before. But in the end it will all be worth it, and that makes me love him even more.
awwwwww…now isn’t that sweet
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