pour one out

I've been sitting, staring, googling for hours to try and find the words for this post, but I don't know what to say. The following words are the best I can do. A prayer for our lost friends.
“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a little bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.” 
    - Ralph Waldo Emerson
In the thick of a busy semester it gets hard to keep perspective, but at this point we're over halfway through our first year or medical school. If you passed that first semester, the odds have to be in your favor. We are well on our way to full length white coats. So, congrats! But before that, I have one request:



Yesterday one of our M4 classmates died in a car wreck on her way back from the clinic. I don't know what you do when someone dies. Do you cry? Do you joke? Do you ignore it?

Mourning one of our classmates who was no different than the rest of us. 

That could have been any one of us. 

this is 2016
While we're taking a moment, I also want to focus some positive vibes to our M1 classmates that are no longer with us. We've had a handful of students that didn't make it to the spring semester, voluntary or not. Perhaps they'll try again - here or elsewhere - but for now their medical careers are in limbo. All of us had to fight to earn our spot in med school. I don't even want to imagine what it'd be like to get this far and get placed on hold. 

We are lucky to be med students. 

See you on the other side,

from ken

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