It was the perfect day to be disappointed. Early morning, I walked home underneath soft fluffy snowflakes. The crystal crusted arms of the trees had stolen the stars from the sky. Lavender and magenta streaks of cloud welcomed the sun.
At home, I mixed a new batch of Chai using English breakfast tea and an extra clove. Lovely. I deeply breathed in the steam and melted against the arms of an overstuffed loveseat.
Wiggling my toes in my new fuzzy socks, I pulled my legs underneath me and opened my laptop.
I opened the email from the medical school that interviewed me. My vision went blurry with moisture (I blame the steam of the tea). I reread it twice. My heart thumped.
All that disappointment I had bolstered myself against dissipated.
I got in!!
I didn't realize the stress I had felt the duration of this year until the moment of its disappearance.
I'm going to be a doctor!