not long after i started working in child protection, a co-worker was quizzing me about life, if i was dating anyone, etc. (because with we social work types, it's all about full disclosure).
i told mary i did in fact have a boyfriend, and she asked where he worked, and i told her that he was at a hospital in town. she asked what his last name was, as her father had been to that emergency room numerous times before passing away. when i told her his name, her face softened and she said,
"i know him. my father saw him once, and he was so kind and loving towards my father when he was not easy to love."
while packing and sorting and sorting and packing over the past month, i have come across several cards and books given to alex from patients, and love seeing how quickly they came to know the heart of my husband. so many thank you's for helping them to heal not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually. notes saying they could tell right away he was a follower of Christ, and of course, invitations to go fishing or hunting on their private land.
it really hits home just how incredible my man is.
last night was alex's final graduation (?-still don't know if you call it that). it has been over thirteen years of study from med school at KU med to residency, one year in internal medicine, and general cardiology fellowship at colorado, to his cardiac imaging fellowship here at uva med. now, my i-changed-my-major-five-times-in-college brain cannot even begin to comprehend that kind of career dedication. i am just. so. proud.
i am proud of his dedication, and proud that the root of it is his desire to serve others. even last night, around faculty that have known him for two years or less, i was pulled aside three times to have someone tell me how special alex is as a person.
alex said last night it felt strange to be done and strange that we weren't in denver for this final farewell to being a student of sorts. if we had been in d-town, there would have been a great party at lincoln's road house with meatloaf cheeseburgers, pot roast burritos, and abita flowing, but in charlottesville we will celebrate just as loudly again tonight.
here's alex in front of the rotunda on the lawn last night. thomas jefferson would be pleased.