It's that time of year again--med school interviews. They're a not-so-distant memory for us, of course. But a friend has his own interview coming up, so tonight I spent time with him practicing interview skills.
It's interesting to watch the effect this process has on a generally confident applicant. People who are usually self-assured can suddenly have self-doubts. Last year, I finally realized that these nerves were a physical manifestation of how much this training--this vocation--meant to my husband. That vulnerability showed me that he was on the path to achieve his true calling. And that's why I support him.
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