Friday, June 25, 2010

Hail to the Chief

At 4:01 PM yesterday hubby came home from his last day of work as a Chief Resident.  It was his last day working for peanuts, keeping hours that would make a sweat shop worker crave the good life back in China

Last night was the banquet in his honor.  I had been looking forward to it even though he said he didn’t care about it.  He hates a fuss to be made over him and he hates giving speeches (more or less a requirement from the honoree).  It turned out to be a great night and I left tipsy and even more proud of hubby than before.

I carried a few lines of thanks from me to him in my pocket all night in case the moment was right to say them during the speech-making.   I warned him that I may “have words” to share.  I threatened that I would make a speech even though the wives usually don’t.   

In the end, he said it all and made me and many others in the room cry with his heartfelt expressions of gratitude and his quavering voice.  So I will here share the few lines from the crumpled page in my pocket: 

As the guest of honor's very proud wife, I simply can’t resist taking this moment to thank him.  Thank you for being the man that you are.  Thank you for being a loving husband and a perfect father, all while slogging your way through these long years of training. Our wedding song was Frank Sinatra’s The Best is Yet to Come, and, despite how great it’s been so far,  I still feel like that is true.  Congratulations!

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