Today marks my last day at home and my last day of summer....really ever. Last week my mom and I met the movers (thank you for the 24 hours notice moving company) at my new place and really did the bulk of the moving. For me, this means my furniture came, but, more importantly, I put up my art and pictures on the wall. Despite my mom laughing at my desire to fill most of the empty wall space, my covered walls really make my rented apartment feel like a home. In a way, I blame this desire to fill the walls on boarding school, since really that was the only way we could personalize our space, but as I got older, I realized that I just like to surround myself with pictures of friends (the goofy ones that capture a memory, not just the smiling ones), art (my best friend from elementary school is an artist and her art really adds a lot of color to my place), and my pictures/other artwork from traveling last summer (I made it my goal to buy art by street painters in most places and it looks awesome up on the walls). I did not really have to buy anything new as I lived in an unfurnished apartment alone last year (I did live in apartments in college, too, but the kitchen/living room things were always divided by more than just me), but I did borrow some things from my brother, and also bought some things that I realized I needed, like a nicer looking step stool, when I realized that my 5 ft 1 self could BARELY reach the bottom shelf of the kitchen, the way it is built.
The packing and moving left now is all of the stuff still at home, you know, the clothes, the random knick knacks, and the things that you say..."if I do not bring that now, it will never be worn/used...and I mean never" (examples here are spa/bath stuff given as presents and glassware that has been in a box for quite some time). I thought this was "just a little bit of stuff remaining"...but, clothes and random stuff...take up a lot of space. I guess it is a good thing my mom and I are driving my car one day, and then are followed by my dad's car with the last stuff when he comes for my white coat ceremony on Thursday.
Though I honestly hate packing and moving, I do like to stumble upon things I have saved over the years and smile/laugh because of them. Today I found my maid of honor's speech from my sister's wedding, a note my brother had written to his "future" self back in 1991 (my room used to be his old room and he was about 9 years old then), and a christmas card from my favorites who always write me long cards full of memories that make me smile. I also came across this note below:
I had saved this note since 2006 (it is dated, but I took that part out because my name was also up there), I think, because it reminds me of the goodness in people and, like Anne Frank poignantly said, "Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart". The story behind the note is as follows: I had lost my sorority pin (stupid I know, but we get in a lot of "trouble" for not having it for formal chapter meetings), and was freaking out because they are super expensive to re-order and I was only a sophomore, so even though we rarely needed it, I would have to re-order it. Then, I randomly received this note in the mail, from a man at Dell, and all I could do was laugh and smile. Yes, George C took the time out of his life (probably working packing and unpacking returned computer stuff to Dell) to send me back my pin, which (little did I know) had fallen into my printer when my shelf collapsed. I had sent the printer back to be fixed having no idea the pin was in there, nor would I have had any clue it was ever there if he didn't take this step and make my day just a little bit brighter. This note reminds me to never get too jaded, and to always see the good in things and in people. I also hope to make people's days (as a physician, but also a person) with the little things...like this guy did for me. Consider that, what I hope not to lose to science.....My humanity.
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