The past week or so has been pretty hectic with my birthday, going to a talk by Paul Farmer and finals so I thought I’d just do a general update on all that. I’ve never been a big fan of making a big deal about my birthdays. I’ve just always felt like it’s more a day to celebrate my mom, because she’s the one who worked so hard all those years ago. But with the madness that is finals week in medical school, I wanted something to look forward to. At midnight, hubby gave me my presents and a wonderfully hilarious card. After class we went to this bakery/coffee house near campus. Other than the fact that it closes super early, it’s a really nice place to study during the week. It’s kind of hidden so doesn’t get too much traffic and they have big tables (and outlets!!).
We’re currently sitting in the airport waiting to board our plane, which is of course late. I’m so glad we took the time to plan this trip and made it out here. This is the only week hubby and I have off at the same time before I start class on Monday. I’m glad things worked out. We spent the last couple days of our trip in Maryland, visiting both our cousins and some friends from college.
I’m definitely nervous about starting second year and don’t really feel ready at all. I still have doubts about whether I really belong here or if I actually learned all that I need to know from first year. But I just gotta power through it until third year when I’ll finally get to do what I love. I haven’t even looked at the schedule for this upcoming week because I don’t want to think about it before I have to. Hopefully it’s not too brutal.
For the first decade or so of my life, my family pretty much moved every year. We finally settled in Southern California in 2005 and have been there since. But part of me has always wondered what life would’ve been like if we’d never moved and if I had grown up in a small town. Today I got to experience a bit of that and also showed hubby around one of the many places I grew up. The place I learned to ride a bike, where I ran through sprinklers with my baby brother, where I took walks in the evening to the pond and fed ducks with my aunt and uncle. It’s the place that kept me safe for a year and was somewhere I always came back to visit. It’s the place I began to form my understanding of ‘family’ as a child.
While we were in Fredericksburg, we went to a great vintage store downtown and got a couple things. Hubby picked up some great vintage comic books from an antique shop. Had delicious iced tea.
I’m sad that our time in Richmond ended so quickly. That’s the thing about traveling, you feel like you leave pieces of your heart all over the world. But moving forward also means new experiences and more people to love (and inevitably miss). I’m currently sitting in a basement in Maryland with my nieces and nephew. We’re watching Jurrasic Park and they’re trying not to give away any spoilers (but are doing an adorably terrible job).