Today marks nine months in
country. I’m still in shock.
It has been a long time
since I have enjoyed the comforts of America, including ice, seatbelts, pillow
top mattresses, and my family and friends.
Even with these absences in my life, I have been able to accomplish new
things I might have never otherwise completed, such as eating grasshoppers,
witnessing a turkey slaughtering, and introducing my host family into the
wonderful world of cheese.
I know people say that
life flies by and I want to believe otherwise, especially around the holiday
season… I never wanted for the Christmas tree to come down. I’m not quite sure why I have this frame of
mind… Maybe because I want life and all of its experiences to last
forever. Now I am aware that this is not
reality and that everything must come to an end and eventually this experience
will too.
In the meantime I remember
where I am and the opportunity I have been given. I remember the people I have met, the
relationships I have made, and those that wait to be made. I remember that I only have 18 months until
this chapter in my life closes. Time to
make every moment count.
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