Yay God Sunrise!

Colorado may have a rather large market share of top-notch sunsets, but my drive to work has been chock-full of the most perfect sunrises the last two weeks. I like to pretend that it's God's morning present just to me. Like, "Hey, Michelle, congratulations for pulling yourself out of bed. Your reward is gorgeous pink and orange peeking through the clouds. Tune in tomorrow as I try my hand at a brand new design." Nice, huh? It sounds a little goofy and corny, I know. But mornings are tough for me, more so lately than in a long time. So it's nice to have a reason to smile as I start my day.

I had every intention of turning this into a much longer blog and writing about everything that has inspired me in the past couple weeks. But I am watching 'Music and Lyrics' to decompress from a long week. I should be studying because Relay for Life and the Spring Banquet are this weekend and I won't have enough free time to both sleep and study. And we all know which one I will choose. So, I guess the brilliant blog will have to wait.

Livin' on luck, bettin' 10,000 to 10

I wouldn't say I've been lucky so much as blessed, but it's been a good week. My ranking is officially in—nearly exactly backwards of how I would have ranked a month and a half ago—and I know with certainty that a residency is the right choice, and I know with near certainty that I have ranked the programs to the best fit. (No decision that big can be made with 100% certainty, at least not coming from me, the indecisive princess of the universe.) I had a wonderful time at a fish fry last night with an old friend who I see very little of, and we saw a surprisingly good movie that had me laughing and smiling for most of the night. I realized how wonderful it is to spend time with people whose faith is important to them. The night ended with words of “I’ll pray for you” and a hug coming from someone I had just met a few hours before. So cool to have an instant foundation for friendship. Some friends of mine got engaged last night (do a little happy dance) and I couldn’t be happier for them. I recall a conversation from a couple years ago where my friend, in talking about her then-boyfriend/now-fiance, said “He’s so holy! I’m used to being the holy one in the relationship, but he’s so holy!” It struck me how beautiful it was that she was dating somebody that she could say that about, and now two years down the road to know that they get to spend the rest of their lives sanctifying and loving each other, it gives me so much joy. I was reminded this week of the blessings of my friends and family so many times. It amazes me how easily I forget, but sometimes that makes the reminder that much sweeter. I can only pray that I can be as supportive for all of them as they are for me. Alright, it’s time for lunch, which happens to be a pathetic left-over peanut butter and jelly. How does someone have a left-over peanut butter and jelly, you may ask? Well, I took it for lunch yesterday, but we had tumor conference which provided lunch for us (and cherry pie!) so I was stuck bringing home the PB&J. It obviously didn’t get eaten last night since I was having fish, a baked potato, and german chocolate cake. One last happy note—supposed to be gorgeous weather next week. Finally!