I'm sitting waiting until it is time to head to the airport onto my next adventure and then finally back home. It's funny how I knew that despite all the pre trip anxiety that when it came to leaving I would have a hard time, it is much harder than I ever imagined. Part of me thought I would come here and be so incredibly disappointed or just not enjoy it in Kenya and Africa. I am shocked by how much I have come to love this country and the people I have met. I felt as though it was my home and as I sit watching the clock count down(4hrs until heading to the airport) I have nothing left to do but accept it is time to move on. Perhaps it is the butterflies of a new exciting place but I feel as though I have found a place that brings out the passion and good in me again. All the drama, BS, and stress of the life I live back home is gone when I'm here. Today visiting with my new good friend I had a hard time keeping emotions in check trying to imagine what it is like living just to survive. So many people around the world are surviving, they get to wake up each day and make it to the next morning often times hungry, sick, or alone. In many ways I feel bad that I have grown up as I have but at the same time, I never knew anything else. Sure I have always tried to be conscious of other people and always knew how other people lived but seeing it and becoming friends and caring for people in those situation totally changes how you think and feel about things.
I thank each of you who has invited me into your homes and lives. Thank you for the love and friendship and making sure i am comfortable and safe and happy. Despite keeping my emotions shockingly in check for the most part, know that today my heart is a little bit broken as I leave and I promise you I am trying to come back for graduation in July but i am trying hard to be back sooner rather than later.
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