5 years ago, right before I started med school, was the first time I really counted the omer. Most other years I hadn't been able to make it past day 3 or 4. And by counting the omer I mean that successfully managed to count until the last week or so when I purposely gave up because it was making me increasingly anxious. Beyond anxious even. As I was counting up, I was simultaneously counting down to my departure from [the place that I most consider to be] home. I moved out of that place the day after shavout to begin my medical school journey. The process of counting grew too overwhelming and so I made the decision to give it up.
This year, with Passover scheduled to begin super soon, I am growing increasingly excited about counting the omer. Between sundown tonight and shavout I will turn 30, graduate medical school, move out of the place where I went to medical school, figure out where I am living in a new city, [potential even put an offer down to buy a place], and begin the transition to the place of my residency. I will sign my first real contract and submit forms for my medical license. By doing these adult-ish things, maybe I'll actually begin to feel like I'm 30. I will also visit the above mentioned home, my biological home, the place where I did my research year, the place of my med school, & the place I will do residency. I will spend some time camping in the woods, take a road trip with the person I adore, and celebrate an exciting life event with my cousins. Plus, who knows what adventures are in store?
I'm pretty excited about counting this omer, indeed.
This year, with Passover scheduled to begin super soon, I am growing increasingly excited about counting the omer. Between sundown tonight and shavout I will turn 30, graduate medical school, move out of the place where I went to medical school, figure out where I am living in a new city, [potential even put an offer down to buy a place], and begin the transition to the place of my residency. I will sign my first real contract and submit forms for my medical license. By doing these adult-ish things, maybe I'll actually begin to feel like I'm 30. I will also visit the above mentioned home, my biological home, the place where I did my research year, the place of my med school, & the place I will do residency. I will spend some time camping in the woods, take a road trip with the person I adore, and celebrate an exciting life event with my cousins. Plus, who knows what adventures are in store?
I'm pretty excited about counting this omer, indeed.
