Well, it’s been more than a year since I last posted which means it’s time for another update from me! Wow, where do I begin? I am now in my second year of pharmacy school which means two and a half more years and I have my PharmD! Honestly, part of the reason I’ve been so absent is that the past year has been a whirlwind.
Let’s see if I can round up some highlights. Last year I was president of my class and had the (terrifying) privilege of giving a speech at our white coat ceremony. I attended GMHC (Global Health Missions Conference) 2015 with my classmates. I had a Captain America movie marathon with my sister and cousin. I arranged a sleepover with all 19 cousins on my mom’s side of the family. I got to dress up and go to Junior/Senior banquet with one of my best friends. I graduated! I went to Cedar Point with my siblings. I helped take care of my brother after his ACL surgery. I got to help with my cousin’s wedding. I trained for and ran my first marathon with my dad! I went to MRM (Midyear Regional Meeting) put on by APhA (American Pharmacist’s Association) where I had the opportunity to meet a couple hundred student pharmacists in my area. I got to explore a little bit of downtown Cincinnati with another of my best friends (and housemate), pretending we were professional adults out to brunch in our blazers.
It has been such a fun year, full of all kinds of stretching challenges and beautiful friendships. My sister took a trip to Europe then moved to Texas and I miss her more than words can say. My brother started high school and has been a champ recovering from his surgery and I am so proud of him. My dad ran his ninth (yeah, you read that right) marathon and my mom ran her first half marathon this fall and I loved every chance I had to run with them over the summer.
These few years of my life are hard. I’m stuffing my brain with more knowledge than I ever thought possible and and growing and maturing and just generally growing up and sometimes I just have to sit down and make it all stop for a few minutes. But these few years are also beautiful. I have wonderful classmates, amazing friends, a good job with awesome co-workers, a great church where I’m challenged every week, and I go to a school where the professors and faculty genuinely care about each student. So, though I occasionally collapse on the living room floor when I can’t keep drug names straight the night before an exam, I really am loving this beautiful life.