Goodbyes

Hello everyone. It has been a loooong time since I have written, and I have no excuse. Except that my journey in the Peace Corps is over. I got back late December, and have not had the motivation to blog, since my life has gone from exciting and wonderful to very, very boring. However, I would like to continue blogging, at least for a little while, about my experience and the people I met in Honduras, and what impact they made on me.

My first post-peace corps entry is just about saying goodbye. One time I likened it to death. Because the further away it is, the harder it seems to imagine saying goodbye. But as you get closer and closer to the time, you begin to accept it, little by little. I called my mom one day because I was frustrated by these small bugs that were getting into my room, on my bed and my clothes. I didn't know where they had come from-I had never had a problem like this before. While I was describing it to my mom, she said to me "God has a way of helping people let go of a place when they have to say goodbye. He helps you move on, and become annoyed or frustrated with the things in that place, like those bugs." I couldn't help but think that she was probably right. In some strange way I saw those bugs as a gift from God, helping me along the way as I said goodbye to my home, my friends and loved ones that I had lived with for 2 years.

When the time finally came, I was completely ready and excited to move on to the next segment of my life. I even began to get annoyed by my friends in my town, who all began asking me to leave them all my possessions with them, and more and more excited to see my family.

Each person I met during my 2 years touched me very deeply and changed me in ways I will never be able to fathom completely. I know I will never forget them and my experience, and I will always keep them in my thoughts and prayers.