handwritten on March 15, 2019
I suppose I have been discussing mismatched matches a lot as of late. However, I could not pass up this opportunity to discuss the Life Match of Medicine as this happened to be the same day last year (Friday) before my husband and myself were married. Match Day happens to be the day in which the greatest whimsy does or does not occur for many medical students. For those of you who have never experienced a live match of whimsy, allow me to explain.
Around the United States, Match Day is a moment of truth. Are you good enough to match? Pior to match day, medical students are asked to interview at countless places to increase the chances of attending a program that allows them to practice...
handwritten on March 14, 2019
The glory of being a twin has always been one of the greatest whimsies of my life. Another person makes you better, makes you realize new whimsies and new perspectives, greater rainbows and renewed destinations. Born a twin, I may be a bit biased in unwraveling the true whimsy behind twinship, but I think even those closest to knowing who I am and what I stand for have already realized the whimsy in twinship. There is something remarkable about sharing a bond with another. Never once have I felt alone in my decisions or friendships or life adventures. Never once have a sought out a "best friend" or "someone to guide me on life's journey" because through twinship one already has a built in...
handwritten on March 13, 2019
There has been great anticipation in my class this year regarding Saint Patrick's Day, the magic of Ireland and of course the luck of the leprechauns. And I must say, what a beautiful reminder it is to be surrounded by those who believe in magic. Today as I was walking around my room, looking at my classroom sink filled with green waffles left by the leprechaun twins and a postcard of Ireland also sent my them, I could not help but hear the lyrics of the song "Do You Believe in Magic?" dancing through every desk within my classroom.
If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it'll start with a smile
It won't wipe off your...
handwritten on March 12, 2019
I envy those individuals who look put together and beautiful every day. The people who comb their hair or make sure their shoes are nice and shiny. I suppose I have never really given a whole lot of thought regarding fashion and outward appearance. And I have my own mother to thank for that I think because she was never one to constantly discuss clothes or how something fit or what her hair looked like. And so I always feel refreshed in knowing that my goal is to make sure I'm dressed-that's about it.
For those who are close to me, most are aware of my sock dilemma. I have this specific issue where I never wear matching socks. I wash my socks due to the nature of my odor-filled feet and...
handwritten on March 11, 2019
Today was one of those sneak up Monday (hair attack) days. I woke up, looked like a rooster and thought to myself "boy am I in major trouble." This happens to me quite frequently where I feel the need to make a drastic haircut and about three months in, I realize just how long those locks are going to take to grow back. And for those who have fast growing, metaphorically beautiful gardens, my gardens of life tend to take their time blossoming into just the right shape. Every garden of my life has always taken a little extra care, a little extra weed killer and a whole lot of patience. I am smiling while I am typing this because I know the individuals who read this around me may find a...
