Last rotation is here: FOR REAL.

I seriously cannot believe I just typed those words.  Husbands LAST, I repeat, LAST rotation is here!  I am really not the cry about everything type and I tend to be on the non-dramatic or sensitive side of things. For example,  I remember when I was a senior in high school and we spent the entire year declaring every single "last" thing we would do.  I'm pretty sure we took it overboard because by the spring I was SOOOOO over hearing "this is the last time we will ever walk up this staircase" or "this is the last first football game we will ever have" or "this is the last last time we will ever eat poptarts on the bus before our second to last basketball game."  It got ridiculous super fast. 

So I was not anticipating how this morning would feel.  That early alarm clock going off and Husband sneaking out of bed, knowing he was about to go to his "last first day" of rotations.  He came over to me after he got out of the shower and just stared at me (which yes, can be creepy, but totally wasn't).  "What's up?"  "This is it. For real."  True dat.  This is it for real.  Maybe it's because PA's change rotations every 30 days, but this seriously went by fast.  Especially considering how freaking slow the first 2 years seemed to go.  Or maybe it's because we decided to have another baby in the midst of this craziness (yes, we planned it.  I know. I know.)  Or maybe it's because it felt almost like a real job and not having to hear constant complaints about that '35th question on that quiz was so totally unfair' and 'the professors can't actually expect us to read all of this' and 'they didn't lecture about that and how are we supposed to know that'?  The stories changed because they were for real.  Real stories about real people in real life.  No more scenarios.  No more what if's.  These are people.  Good, sad, broken, dirty, angry, poor, rich, selfish, selfless, veterans, students, moms, dads, babies.  Everyone has a story about how they got there and where they were going. And Husband got to experience it all.  He witnessed people in their worst moments and in the best moments.  He saw the beginning of life and then end of lives.  What an experience.

The future holds some awesome stuff for our little family.  Husband DID get that job he interviewed for and we are working out where we are going to live.  It really is his dream job and I seriously could not be prouder of him!  My focus has now shifted to how we are going to celebrate (party planning is one of my favorite things to do. Not.)  But I am so thankful we have so much to be thankful for.  Time to party is almost here.  May 18, 44 days to go.  Amen.