We celebrated my husband's birthday one day early because of his upcoming night shift. Now, night shift isn't all that bad but it definitely takes an emotional toll everyone once and a while. It's a bit hard to flip your schedule and it can seem a bit daunting when you realize you will have 10 weeks of barely ever seeing eachother due to opposite schedules. Nevertheless, we always get through it, and I'm sure this stretch will be no exception. It also should be the last night float ever' during residency-which is fabulous. 

For his birthday, we decided upon crafting our own candle. Not only appropriate to make a sweetly newly scented wish for a birthday, but it was just a reminder that though the night may seem chaotic, the loneliness has faded. Every time one of us now burns this sweet candle, we are reminded of the nights spent apart which will eventually become new nights together once again. 

Already that sweet candle has been a source of comfort-a reminder that my light may be shining here, but his is inevitably shining bright where he is as well. As long as we are spreading our scent of ginger ale and yuzu and pear, there is nothing we cannot do. Our light shines just as bright apart as it does together because wherever one light goes, it is met by the strength of the other. 

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