This past week, many students are going back to school and many medical school across the US are welcoming a new group of medical school students. They have worked hard and they have struggled. They are the best and the brightest of the group.
And thought this, I can't be any happier for them. They have made it.Their ship has reached pear.
But in this, my ship is slowly leaving the safety reef and heading out to sea. It scares me because I am officially applying to medical school. And it all been so unreliable that I am here right now.
And the idea of being out in the ocean scares me. But I came to see that this perspective is a bit wrong. I am not going out to sea for the first time. I have always been at sea, since August of 2014 when I graduated college, I entered the sea.
My MCAT was the big waves, and the obstacles that I have to overcome to keep my boat afloat. And with a lot of love and bless from above, I made it passed the MCAT. With helped and guidance, I submitted my primary application to medical school.
I was not leaving any reef or safety harbor. It has already happen and this application is a part of this journey. I truly do not know where this journey will lead me and how treacherous the path may lead. I have no idea of how long I will go through this process or what trouble awaits me.
But I realized from the MCAT that this path is for me. This hardship, this pain, and everything that comes with it, I will find a way to bear. I'll see it through. I hope no big current awaits and no shark along the way. This whole process has been eye opening and challenging my nerve and my faith every step of the way
I feel like a little boat at sea, challenging the current. But I am not alone. I pray guidance.
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