Today Regan is taking his last test of medical school.
Like right now he is writing it.
Yes, he still has a licensing exam.
But he is done Medical School.
When we very very first met each other, Regan was attending the University of Lethbridge. He was freshly home from serving a two year mission in Geneva Switzerland. And had the feeling that he should go to Medical School. We dated, got married and he finished up his undergraduate degree in Neuroscience. Then applied to Medical School. But did not get in. Our back up plan was to move to Nova Scotia and for him to get his Master's.
A short time later we were driving across the country in a 1996 green four door Saturn pulling a U-Haul trailer. (Yeah when we called the garage to get a hitch put on the mechanic had the same reaction... a SATURN pulling a U-HAUL????) 8 months pregnant with our first child driving across the country for 5 days. To a rented apartment we had never seen to a province we had never been. And it was a marvelous time in our life.
Two years and Regan ended up with a Master's of Health Services Administration. So we applied to Medical school again. And did not get in. So instead Regan got a job. We bought a house in Eastern Passage. And settled down. Had our second kid.
Two years and I was itching to come home. And we were feeling still that Regan should go to Medical school. So after much deliberation and prayer, he applied again. And he got in.
So we sold our house, packed up our two kids and moved back across the country to Calgary. Moved into a townhouse (and I mourned the loss of my lovely house every day for a couple months.)
Three years, one kid, lots of call nights, lots of tests and learning. And here we are. All done school.
It is easy to look back now and know that Heavenly Father was guiding us. At the time it wasn't easy. Especially with other people giving their opinion to move on with our medical school idea. But it was always right. And inside we knew it was right. Even when we were discouraged and disillusioned.
Here we are. Shortly heading off to the next chapter in our lives.
Which I am sure will be busy and hard.
But something that we've been planning and waiting for years to come.
How grateful I am for this man.
The strong, smart, hard working man that he is.
Dr. Regan Steed
To celebrate, tonight I am making him his favorite food. Chinese food.
We'll enjoy it with some other Medical School friends.
And I'll tell him again, how very proud I am of him.