Springtime in North Grafton saw the arrival of more agreeable New England weather, but it served as the harbinger of a very trying finals period, which would wrap up the second year. My birthday happened to be the day before our last final exam. Many of my friends who also found themselves in the library that day studying for cardiovascular pathophysiology wished me a happy birthday with the addendum, “I’m sorry you have to be studying today…” It’s true, there were many activities that I would have rather been engaging in that day, but who am I to complain?
I am definitely guilty of letting the stress of studying for exams eat away at me, so I made a point of letting myself breathe more easily on my birthday. Sometimes we get so caught up in the hustle and bustle of school or work that we forget to step back for a moment and smell the proverbial roses. There were many treats in store for me throughout the day. There was roadwork by school so instead of having to bike to Tufts, a friend drove me to school and bought me food. Later in the day I opened my locker to find an awesome gift, a New Orleans Pelicans (my hometown basketball team) hat courtesy of another friend. And yet another family-friend of mine was in the area so I had the pleasure of hanging out with her, her newborn baby girl, and her Boston Terrier. In the evening, one of my best friends from college called me over FaceTime, and though I was fully expecting to see her face, it was actually her seven-year-old cousin who shares my birthday. It was a real pleasure seeing his excitement and asking him what he did on his day. It made my day to share it with him.
Just as it felt so good to wake up on the morning of my birthday, going to sleep was similarly rewarding. I was grateful for my wonderful friends, the opportunity nine hours away to pass a course and move closer to my dream of working as a vet, and the prospect of returning to my family a few short days later.