My wife and I had a perfect wedding down in Santa Cruz over Memorial Day weekend. In talking to one of my entrepreneur friends, it was like we signed up for a course in project management a year ago, and finally had our final presentation. The wedding was more beautiful, more wonderful, and happier than we had imagined. Both of us are residents, and as residents, we had to make time and room to learn about, create, plan, and bring to life this little get-together of friends and family. In interacting with the "real world," we realized many things; most businesses aren't available to chat before 6 in the morning or after 6 at night, and we got a lot of phone calls and meetings done on our day off after being on call or during the daytime while we worked nights. In residency, we also found that our creativity had been dormant; at work, we follow guidelines, protocols, the teachings of our mentors, and rightly so. But planning this wedding allowed us to figure out what aspects we wanted to make ours, and that was so much fun.
It went by as a whirlwind, but we were so incredibly happy that three day weekend. To see all our families, relatives, long-lost cousins and aunts who watched us grow up - to have dancing and games and bonfires with friends from high school, college, medical school, and residency - to meet those who were important to each other, to meet significant others and children - to see a melding and conglomeration of all the significant and memorable facets of our lives - it was perfect. We made our vows in a gorgeous fairy circle of redwoods, celebrated our elders with a tea ceremony, danced with a cone of delicious locally-made ice cream, and committed our lives together under the stars. It was wonderful.
I don't write a lot of personal stuff on this blog, partially because I think writing ought to have a purpose and audience, and this blog was intended to be a medical journal. It's also a strange thing to write so personally on a forum so public, and it's a difficult thing to encapsulate such a life experience in a few paragraphs. For our wedding, I thought, I'd make an exception.
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Hi! I am Craig Chen, a third year resident physician in anesthesiology at Stanford Hospitals and Clinics. I went to medical school at the University of California, San Francisco. Prior to medical school, I studied philosophy and biology at Stanford University, along with a minor in creative writing.
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A huge congrats to you guys! Happy you're happy! :)
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