Today I was sworn in to the Kansas Bar. I’m now officially licensed to practice law in three states – Nevada, Missouri and Kansas. Participating today in Topeka reminded me of my very first swearing in almost a year ago in Las Vegas. My family wasn’t able to come to that one, and I was explaining the process to my then 11 year old brother. When I was telling him, he got indignant and asked “Why are they swearing at you?!” He’s a little older and wiser now.
My family has been there along the journey to every bar exam. When I took the Missouri Bar, two of my brothers came along with me to Jefferson City. We went out to dinner the night before the exam to celebrate – and the next morning, I ended up with food poisoning. I’m confident that it was the prayers of my whole family that helped me to pass that test, because I don’t know how I made it through the exam. On the way home from Jefferson City (about a four hour drive) we had a tire blow out after a log fell off a big truck in front of our little Corolla. My fifteen year-old brother managed to change the tire (in the dark on practically no shoulder!), we got off the freeway, and made it to a Wal-Mart where they changed the tire. Unfortunately Wal-Mart didn’t check the other tires like I asked – less than 15 minutes after we got on the freeway again, another tire blew out. Needless to say, it was a very long day, followed by a very long night. When I got my pass results, we all celebrated – and then I went out to visit and was sworn in at the local bank by a notary public.
Thankfully the Kansas Bar was uneventful. No food poisoning. No tire blowouts. That was all I wanted. Passing was an extra bonus. :)
I’m so grateful for my family – I wouldn’t have been able to get to where I am without their love and support for my dreams. Thanks guys! I love you.
