Lost Creek Wilderness {November 2011}

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Serendipitous Existence

No Italian holiday {life would be dreadfully boring perfection if set plans always worked out}. No remarkable MCAT score {I suppose time and effort cannot necessarily ensure desired results}. Twenty-four applications {what would I do with myself in Saint Louis?} Six rejections {Stanford was a long shot anyway}.

Despite intense punctuated feelings of chaos woven tightly within the fabric of my life, a few constants and familiar comforts have remained strong throughout it all: the way music can erase negativity and illuminate a darkening world; how happy I am in this exquisite state with endless opportunities for mountain exploration; a glass of wine after a day overflowing with frustration and doubt; and, of course, the love and support (often given unknowingly) from my family, Justin and a 'small-world-like' network of friends ... near and far, old and new. These things, collectively, make me feel good about medical school this year as well as the new path my life has taken; for once, I truly am optimistic that the events of the past few years were just serendipitous twists and turns to ensure I end up somewhere wonderful ...

... which brings to mind one of my favorite well-wishes from Edward Abbey  ...

'May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds'