It's official: as of 2 PM this afternoon, Rick is now Dr. Rick.
I technically also graduated today, but Rick's graduation from 6 years of pharmacy school trumped my piddly ceremony. After all, getting your Masters in literacy education doesn't even give you a new fancy little title like Doctor. I'm still just the same old Mrs. Really, all it does is allow you to be safe in knowing that you hold a permanent certificate entitling you to teach adolescents that reading is important for. the. rest. of. your. life. I think Rick got the better end of the deal.
How can you not trust a face like that? ;)
Seriously, though, I am so proud of that boy. The road to this was not always easy, and at one point neither one of us thought this day would actually come. You don't need or want to hear the whole story, but I distinctly remember the relief and sheer happiness we both felt the morning he finally got the "We accept you to our program" phone call. All along, Jeremiah 29:11 was his mantra and daily reminder of God's goodness and plan for him: "For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end."
My husband. My pharmacist. My Dr. Rick.
I just couldn't resist bragging about him for a few minutes. :)