the day i got in.

dreams do come true

for as long as I can remember, all i have ever wanted was to be a doctor. at three, i slept in my dress up doctor outfit and carried my plastic stethoscope everywhere i went. when i was four, i would spell obstetrician for anyone that would listen. when i was five, my mother was called into the principal's office to discuss my unique decision to teach the process of human childbirth to my kinder-garden class during show and tell.  when i was six, i insisted on bi-weekly trips to the public library to rent surgery videos, watching entranced for hours. at 19, i moved to Boston by myself to study stroke disease. months after turning 21, i moved to Nashville to study dopaminergic signaling systems.  i took the MCAT 3 separate times, 3 years in a row. i was 22, living in the place i've always called home, when i applied to and was rejected from medical school for the first time.

every single moment of heartbreak, disappointment, accomplishment, perseverance and courage that i have experienced in the last 23 years of my life was given purpose and meaning today when i was offered my seat in the University of Colorado School of Medicine Class of 2021. 

today i sat in the grass and let the sun shine down on my face, drying the endless tears running down my cheeks. i looked up, i prayed, and i said thank you over and over again.  said thank you for every single time that i didn't get what i thought i deserved. i said thank you for every single time i failed and every single person that believed in me when i didn't believe in myself. i said thank you for the divine providence i have been shown in my life. thank you for every single one of you who helped me get here. 

i said thank you to the little girl inside me that never gave up on her dream of having her very own stethoscope. i will never be the same after today. i am grateful, i am humbled and i am excited. 

that little girl is all grown up now and she is officially going to be a doctor.