Just curious. Have you ever asked Mrs. Cac how the two of you might work together for you to save $$$$ to you can fly? She has to know what it means to you. I bet she'd like to know even more. Maybe you could talk about that when you get home from work.
You writing a bit more about all this -- your back ups, etc., leaves me to believe that you actually aren't done with dreaming. Perhaps you are just afraid to... 'hope.'
Perhaps Mrs. Cac will back you up into looking into this sports pilot thing. First step, kwis? If that is feasible... look into the next step. Plot it out. To the dime/time/distance/travel. Start a friggin' 'Cac Pilot Fund.' I'll contribute.
And then go do it. You may have to wait awhile... all kinds of things might come up... but if you see that 'glimmer' in your son's eye... dunno... see what you can do to help him, at least, by not ever giving up yourself. Modeling, kwis?
You've obviously got the discipline. I think maybe you need a bit of faith, some shoving... some prodding... another plan... and maybe lose your fear to hope... that's a big one. I know.
But you're military. Fck it, kwis? Calculated risk and all... (I'm a girl trying to sound like a macho guy and I'm sure I'm failing miserably. I think I need NHS to show up and translate for me...)
