Uprooting the only roots you've ever known.
As all of my personal belongings were being loaded up and driven away and I was left behind, I was left feeling disconcerted...but also free.
It's done - out of my hands and on the way to the future, in Colorado, where I'll meet it.
I think the process of packing and making sure anything you'll ever need are in those boxes - is the most stressful part of it all. It's the purging process, the do/will I need this? dance for every single item. It's like signing on the dotted line, this is your last chance.
Maybe it's not that dramatic, because let's be real, I can go to the store and buy something I'm missing once I'm there. But that's not what this is about. This is about leaving an era. This is about nesting.
The first step for me is order, organization, and getting all the pieces there. Then it's about settling in, preparing, setting myself up for success.
This is about starting a new chapter that will forever change the course of my life. It's nostalgic even, because nothing will ever be the same. I will never live in my parents' home again (for better). I will never again have this much of extended time off to spend with family and friends (for worse). I will never call California my only home. I will never "just" be a medical student anymore. I will be a doctor, general surgery resident, future general surgeon, future (fill in the fellowship here), currently the happiest I've ever been in my adult life (for better).
Let's do this.