As often happens when you believe your life couldn’t get any worse and it will stay that way forever, life, without warning, changes for the better. And remarkably, this improvement in Meg’s life came in the guise of yet, another move.
This change happened the spring before Meg’s senior year of high school. We sold our home, a tiny house smaller than some apartments we rented when newly married. At the time, it was a sellers market, and we weren’t sure how long that would last. Taking this action over a year before we left Oahu saved us the stress of trying to sell a house while also trying to move back to the mainland. And this time, we had the added concern of getting Meg to college — hopefully. To our great relief, our house sold quickly, and we made a terrific profit which doesn’t often happen since, in most cases, the military, not the market, determines when you sell. So for the remainder of our tour, we were free from financial constraints.
Honestly, we had many financial concerns while living in Hawaii paying for Kae’s private university and saving for Meg’s college. And owning a home on Oahu is unbelievably expensive, but Joe insisted it was a great investment, and he was right. With the profit from the sale of our house, we paid off our debts. We financed Kae’s move to another state and assumed her college loans so she could accept a low-paying job that was a necessary step in her career. When we got back to the mainland, we’d have enough money for a down payment on a new car (they rust out in Hawaii) and on another house. Being optimistic, since the colleges Meg applied to had not yet replied, we even had enough for her first year of college. So living in our tiny house where my body was covered with bruises from banging into our twenty-three years of belongings was all worth it. We could breathe again. For the rest of our tour we moved into base housing on an Air Force Base near by.
Now moving hasn’t always worked out well for us, but this move was an exception. The base housing was fantastic.