Today was the day we have been waiting for for so long. Chris found the perfect job and it found him. Vacaville City called today to offer him the FireFighter/Paramedic position. This is a great department where he can keep his skills as a Paramedic and be a FireFighter too. They are a very progressive and aggressive, right up his ally. It would mean we would have to move. It would probably be this summer before Jackson starts Kindergarten. That would also mean that Wyatt would go to three schools in three years. That kinda makes me sad. That and leaving the home that we came to the night we got married, the day we brought both boys home to, 7 christmas's, 10 birthdays between both boys. That part is making me be not as excited as I should be. Telling my friends is sort of bitter sweet. Especially those I will be leaving who I became so close to this year. True friends will not be so far away, no matter the miles, just ask Kelli. LOL. 8 years and 160 miles couldn't slow that friendship down. Now we'll be even closer and actually get to see eachother more than every few months. We will make new friends, new neighbors, find a new church, go to new schools. We will start over and starting over is healthy if you are moving in the right direction. I am so proud of Chris. Everything happens for a reason. All those times he didn't get the job we were waiting, waiting for Vacaville City Fire to find him. It finally did. He starts January 16th.