Three years ago, Brian and I were just getting to know each other, going on dinner dates and trying to always look and sound sweet. Something I often forget is that he was also just beginning law school. He was negotiating a new place, bringing home amazingly large textbooks, going to writing seminars, and meeting a sudden new group of friends, all while we were figuring out who we "were." It was a crazy time, now that I think about it.
Know what else is crazy? The fact that two weeks ago, Brian got to put on an enormous, awesome robe and octagonal hat and stroll through a beautiful, tree-filled quad to receive his law degree! He was also given one of those super cool academic hoods (one of few reasons I regret electing not to attend my grad school commencement...). It was all quite exciting. He may always be fairly relaxed about grueling things like law school, but it was not an easy achievement, and I--and many others--are so very proud of him. Now all he has to do is pass the bar (no big), and we are outta here!
Doesn't he look happy?