But Match Day is over.
My hands were shaking pretty hard when I was opening my envelope. Imagine, holding an envelope that contains information about your future. That doesn't happen very often.
I guess there's no way to keep this news for getting out.
Can you guess where we are going?
Yep, that's right. Iowa. My first choice. Wow. It feels really good to say that I got my first choice. Like all the block exams and board study and suffering through terrible surgery rotations paid off. I got as much say where I go as any one could have.
So we are headed to the Midwest. Wow, that's strange. I've been saying for over four years that if we were going to leave Utah, it was going to be for somewhere warm. Where it didn't snow for 6-9 months out of the year. And I tried. But the "warm programs" just didn't fit our family as well. Iowa. Well, it felt right. The program is phenomenal. The housing market is very affordable. The schools are fantastic. There is a great dental school for Keith. And it is safe. I know that I will have to live through infamous Midwestern winters, but it seems like a small price to pay for all the benefits.
And like one resident I talked to in Iowa said, "It pretty much never gets any colder than, say, negative 30." Yeah, he said it like it was a good thing.
It was great to have my boys with me. Because, this isn't just me.
Happy Match Day
(And now you can see where Roman was
during the picture taking.
We at least got him IN this one)
(And now you can see where Roman was
during the picture taking.
We at least got him IN this one)
This is for all of us.
Congratulations on getting your first choice! I wish your family all the best in Iowa. What an adventure!!
ReplyDeleteFIrst Choice, I'm so happy for you. The best Birthday Present a hardworking awesome mother and wife you are. So yeah, a big congratulations. And treat yourself to a little something. You deserve it after all your hard work! Em
ReplyDeleteThe miles will ache, but my head and heart are so happy, contented that you are where you should be. When children take flight at ten thousand feet, anything can happen. Lose and edge, stall, take a down draft. Knowing that your eagle has truly flown, and flown well. That's the way it should be!
ReplyDeleteI am going to have to visit you- not just a little either!
ReplyDeleteWay to go Katherine!
Congrats on getting your first choice. Now that you are going to be even farther away it makes it even harder that I havn't kept in touch very well.
ReplyDeleteWishing you and your family all the best in Iowa.