Words simply fail me. There's no English equivalent to express how proud I felt of Aaron when I saw him in his full cap and gown, his honors ropes, his Greek medal, his dedication yoke...no words. Not only have I watched this man from the beginning of his academic journey, but I've walked it with him. From that first quarter we lived in married student housing when he asked me to help him read the notes on a sheet of music for his first year theory class, to now transcribing 500 year old vihuela tablature and rewriting it in contemporary standard music notation for a chorus. The man demonstrated unspeakable strength, supernatural strength and endurance, as he not only supported this family single-handed for the past three years of grad school, but also worked full time as well--and graduated in his masters program with a 3.9 GPA.
I'm glad our boys get to witness their father's hard work and dedication to pursuing his dream, and I've been blessed to see the man become someone closer to the person God has called him to be.
