Aaron graduated from medical school on June 5th. I'm going to try to write this post without gushing too much, but it might leak out a bit. For those who've never had someone really close to them go through the experience of medical school, you might be amazed at what good doctors go through to become who they are. You can write off this next comment to a naively proud wife if you like, but if you know Aaron at all, he'll be a really good doctor because he would never settle for anything less. Watching him go through the grueling hard work of this experience has been inspiring. Man, that sounded cheesy, but I don't know how else to put it.
Aaron wrote me the sweetest card on his graduation day, giving me nearly all the credit. Yes, I worked really hard too during these four years to take care of him and the kids, but I definitely got the better end of the deal. As exhausting as it was, I got rewarded with countless great, funny, rewarding moments with the kids day to day while Aaron would be at the hospital til all hours getting treated like somebody's dog, (when the rotation was a bad one). Add into that the pressure of always needing to study, even during the weeks you're getting up at 4 AM and coming home at 10 PM.
Anyway, I'm happy we all survived. Aaron took our kids with him onto the stage to receive his degree. Ada, as if she'd been prepped for it, leaned in to kiss dad right after he was hooded. Way to nail the moment Ada!
Thanks again to our families who came to celebrate with us!














