Dinner party

Dear Bono,

I am not a dinner party kind of gal.  There are people who are (i.e. Martha Stewart) and then those who aren't.  I fall in the latter category.  I'm ok with it.  My sister is in the former category.  She throws together fun themed things, and everything is cute and turns out well, and they all say she's adorable, etc.  I just kind of struggle.  So I don't have dinner parties.  Solves that problem.  Pinterest has made it all worse, by the way.

There was a girl in my church group who I saw a lot of myself in.  She is about to start medical school, and has the same optimism and high hopes about school, and healing people, and public health, and everything I had.  I wanted to spend more time with her.  We first talked several months ago, but I was busy, and just kept thinking I should have her and her husband over.  Finally, I invited them.  And they came!  And they're moving.  Tomorrow.

Bono, I wanted to say so much to this woman who is 8 years behind me in life.  I wanted to tell her the hopes and fears that await her in medicine.  To tell her that it is hard.  Harder than anything she has ever done.  So hard that most days she will feel like she cannot possibly do another day.  So hard that some moments, she will feel like she just has to turn around and walk out of the hospital and never look back.  But that on some days... albeit rarely... it will feel worth it.

Almost.

How do you say all that to someone who is moving away to start out?

Sincerely,

JP