Sitting in O’Hare airport, at my gate (K7), with 2 hours
before boarding. That’s okay, I’d always
rather be early than late. I get mildly anxious while travelling alone, so
being early is key! Now I just need to fly Chicago to Paris, Paris to Helsinki,
Helsinki to Rome, then take a train from the airport to Trastevere where Luke
will pick me up.
The past week and a half has been insanity. I had two
parties last week, because we had a going away party, and Luke threw me a
surprise graduation party! It was the first time I’ve ever had a surprise party
thrown for me, and I was so surprised! After choir on Wednesday we went to
Spyhouse under the guise of me studying and Luke working on his law review
petition. After about 2 minutes, Luke tells me how much he wants to go get a
beer. I’m like, “but we’re studying…” and he says that we’ll grab a beer, then
go back to studying. I was trying to concentrate so I didn’t even find that
suspicious. For the next 45 minutes he was pestering me about when we could go,
when I’d get a break in the AMTA standards of practice I was reading. So I
finish and he says he wants go to the Lowry, to which I ask why don’t we go
somewhere with a happy hour deal and he tells me he wants oysters. He has never
eaten oysters. Neither have I. Not the most logical craving… but I brushed it
off. When we get there a sign at the hostess station is directing us to the
left, but he starts bringing me to the right which is blocked off, and I try to
get us toward the bar area, then I see a long table of people, and the first
person I identify is Ashley Scott, wearing a party hat. And then someone starts
singing “Graduation” by Vitamin C, and it’s all a blur but I’m confused and
Luke had to explain, “you didn’t have a graduation party so I threw you one!”
It was SO wonderful, almost all the choir kids were there, and I got a couple
cards, and may have shed a quick tear. So thank you all! I did not expect it at
all, and you make me feel so loved.
On Monday when Luke got back from his cabin up north, we moved
a ton of my stuff and stored it at his parents house (thank you x1000000000!),
then I spent the night taking a practice exam for the music therapy board exam.
Stress was abundant. On Tuesday morning I woke up early to take the exam all
the way out in Blaine. Surprise surprise, the test was MUCH harder than the
practice exam! I actually spent a good part of the exam thinking I wasn’t going
to pass, and periodically stopped to give myself a pep talk. But I passed! I am
now, Laura Roche, MT-BC (Music Therapist- Board Certified). Changing my resume
felt awesome. It was almost surreal that day I kept thinking about how HUGE it
is that I’m now a music therapist, not a music therapy student. But of course I
had to move for the rest of the day, so I didn’t get to celebrate or even
relax. The rest of the day Tuesday
Luke and I moved all my furniture and I did some cleaning. Wednesday morning I
woke up early, cleaned more of my apartment, babysat all day, ran errands,
picked up Luke, and drove to Chicago.
This whole time Luke was petitioning for law review which
meant that Monday night he only slept 3 hours, Tuesday night he pulled an all
nighter, Wednesday he worked all day, and during the 7 hour drive he got to
sleep for the first time since probably Sunday. And he still took the time to
help me move, help me clean, and tolerate me being a stressed out mess. So Luke, THANK YOU. And huge congrats to
him for getting a 4.0 second semester of law school! Smarty pants =-)
Now I just need to take three planes and a train. Meanwhile,
I’ll reading National Geographic, all the wonderful books my mom got me today,
and people watch like it’s my job.
It's funny how Luke goy you to the party. I tried to read it to Stella, though I guess she has heard the story already. She got out of the chair and walked away for a minute and then came back. She likes the wooden chair under the calendar near the iMac. Might be a nice cool spot.
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