April 23, 2012. The day that changed my life.

For a while now I have been contemplating the topic for my first blog post.  This seemed to be the most fitting. Exactly six years ago today my bar exam results came out. I remember this day so vividly. I was sitting at home in front of my computer. I kept refreshing the page waiting to see if the results had been posted. I hit the refresh button one last time and there they were.  The results were posted. I froze. As much as I wanted to know, I also didn’t want to know.

I had my bar exam number in my hand.  The scores were posted by number and not your name.  This was very kind of the Florida Bar in case you did not pass your name was not plastered everywhere.  My hands were shaking as I clicked down to find my number.  There it was. I saw my results and I froze again. I screamed and I cried.  I passed the Florida Bar Exam. The hard work, the sacrifices, the sleep I will never get back. In this moment it was all worth it. This was the day that changed my life. From this moment forward, well technically not until April 24th when I was officially sworn in, I was a lawyer.

People decide to become lawyers for different reasons. Ever since I was little I wanted to be a lawyer and help people. Don’t get me wrong, it is not a perfect profession and there are some days where the judge agrees with someone else’s opinion. But it is worth it. Every single day. To me, it is a calling and not a job.  I take my responsibilities seriously and know that people put their trust in me. It is a privilege to practice law and everyday I am grateful that I get to do this.