As graduation fast approached, I realized that I had a lot more to do than usual over the last fifteen months. The combination of finishing my last rotation with that of welcoming family and friends from out of town and making initial attempts at cleaning and organizing my apartment before I moved out made for a busy final stretch of vet school. It was a complete whirlwind, but now looking back at it, I am able to more fully appreciate it.
My parents, godparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins galore descended upon North Grafton and met my friends from college, girlfriend, and her parents. Though I am not a fan of pomp and circumstance and would much rather have gone somewhere instead of attending graduation, it was so wonderful knowing that my loved ones came for the weekend to celebrate my completion of vet school. They poured time and energy into my development, and it was an honor to walk the stage for them. The Jewish holiday of Shavuot (commemorating the receiving of the Ten Commandments at Mount Sinai), happened to fall on graduation Sunday, which made for an interesting day. One of the nice things is that I personally did not use my phone that day, which obviated the need to take photos. Enough people in the audience had their cameras and phones, and I could soak in the sights and sounds of the last day that my V18 cohort was all under the same roof (or technically speaking, tent). I take consolation in the fact that my roommate, Sam, and a good number of friends of ours, will be practicing in Massachusetts so we will all be relatively close and in touch. It has been an honor to learn and laugh with my class over the last four years, and I hope that this will continue for a long time to come.