First of all I can't believe that it's been a month since I did anything on this here blog. In my defense, B did graduate!!!! We moved, unpacked at our new place and then flew to Utah four days later. So, we've had things to do. Anyway, as mentioned before, B graduated!!! I can't believe that it's actually over. He has been in school full time since we got married. He has worked so hard to get where he's at. I'm not gonna lie, graduation was a little anti-climatic because he still has to study for the national boards. So, although graduation day was so exciting, I knew we weren't out of the woods yet. I tried to prepare myself for the kiss goodbye and the dreaded sentence, "I'm going to study." But when it happened I hadn't prepared enough. I was instantly irritated. Why oh why can't the national boards be part of the last semester? Why can't he graduate already knowing that he had passed his boards? Clearly the idea of graduating and still needing to study for a test was thought up by a man; just sayin'. Anywho, graduation was wonderful and glorious. My only job was to take pictures. Not one of the one's I took turned out. Thankfully B's mom was there with her fancy phone and she got some really awesome pictures.
Here he is being hooded or receiving his hood or whatever it's called. I didn't even know that they did this so I was totally unprepared to take his picture. I tried to figure out how to zoom in, but clearly I wasn't able to figure it out. When they called his name and he walked across the stage, my eyes filled with tears. I am so proud of him! Truly he has worked so hard. He has sacrificed so much time and energy and sleep. But, he's done! Holy cow are we ever excited 'round these parts!
I feel like I should say that we all made it! I know that B was the one in the program and that he had to deal with the mean Dr that said,"You need to be able to multi-task in this job and you can't even single task!" (That has now turned into a joke at our house and we laugh about it a lot. But it for sure wasn't funny when it happened.) Or the crazy Dr that flipped him off while yelling swear words at him , or the Dr that he accidentally poked with a needle, thankfully it was clean. The crazy Dr that throws things across the room and the patients that don't want anything to do with a student. Not to mention the awful nurses that treated him like he didn't know the difference between Tylenol and Ibuprofen. I get that he had to deal with a lot of things that weren't great. But, so did the other four people in this picture. There were many a nights when daddy just wasn't around. The weeks when he was gone doing a clinical rotation hours away. The weekends that went by when we didn't see him because he was taking tests and then working. There were missed birthdays and major holidays. But, we did it! We know that he wouldn't chose to be away from us and we're so excited that he's done with school! We know that he'll still be busy and probably have to miss things, but I would venture to say that it's more tolerable if one is getting paid for such things.
They are so excited to have their daddy back! 'Nuff said about that!
This lovely couple is what made living in Florida tolerable. We hung out a whole lot. We did Sunday walks together. We went swimming together. Our children played together almost every day. We laughed and cried together on more than one occasion. (Not the boys of course, at least not in front of each other!) Looking at this picture and knowing that we won't live around the corner from them, makes my heart feel really sad. She is the amazing woman that put up with me as I tried to lead the music in primary. I can't lead music to save my life. She is an amazing piano player and knows to just keep playing as I am waving my hands around like a crazy women. When we think of living in Florida, they are what we are going to miss. We totally love you guys and miss you bad enough that tears have been shed.
Now when I say that we were good friends, I meant we were really good friends! These fellas liked each other so much, they had matching backpacks! They loved taking a football to the park and playing catch. It didn't even have to be at the park. On Sunday evenings as we would walk around the circle, on occasion they would try and throw it back and forth. If my memory serves me well, I think they even requested to go to Port St. Joe together. That's the clinical rotation that's about ten hours away from home. They couldn't stand the thought of being apart for three whole weeks, so they tried to go together. When it didn't happen, I'm pretty sure they cried. This picture feels me with so much happiness! All joking aside, they are really good friends and not having them as part of our daily lives is going to take some time to get used to.
All that's left to do is for B to pass his boards. Then I feel like we can really say that he's done and we can click our heels together, do more than one cartwheel and maybe even throw in a somersault! Yay for graduations!
