Step One

As I stand upon the precipice of a huge life change, I think to myself, "Surely everyone who loves me wants to know every excruciating detail of this adventure, right?" A BLOG! Yes! Because if there's one thing medical students have, it's lots of time to craft witty, concise postings about the minutia of student life. But alas, I am going there anyway. Because it might be one small thing I can do to tether myself to my former life, at least the parts I am unwilling to give up. If I dedicate myself to sharing my journey, maybe you'll come along for some of the ride. Maybe you'll stick with me and ask questions about school and life in Florida, and when I come up for air we can chat. Maybe when I'm done I'll look around and won't be alone, albeit sporting a long blinding white coat neatly accessorized with a purple stethoscope (side story later). Maybe I will have succeeded in filling the holes I felt in my universe before this journey began without digging painful new ones in the shape of friends and family relationships. And so it begins. In four short days I'll get into my overstuffed van with two very important girls in my life, one a furry eleven year old who is effusive with licks and always willing to dance it out. The other a two legged pal much less licky, but always ready to help me take the next step. Even if it means going 1300 miles out of her way. I'm already crying, people. This is going to be a hard week, but next week is going to be awesome. Stay tuned! PS. I had to order a stethoscope for school, and amazon had an AWESOME purple one that I loved. My darling hubs convinced me that there is a time to stand out and a time to just order the damned black one. I am so getting the purple one when I graduate.