Anyone who is reading my blog probably knows that I don't cry and I hate crying and even more so I hate crying in front of people. Yet at my going away party I cried in front of everyone in my community.
Two years is a long time. Los Virotales is my other home. As much as the people and work made me crazy sometimes, I love them dearly. I like it here, obviously I am extending as regional leader. But I did not expect it to be so difficult to leave my community. I am not going that far away. I can visit whenever I want. But it won't be the same. It won't be MY community. There will be someone else living in my ranchito. Someone else taking care of Ollie. Someone else working there. And it hit me like a ton of bricks in front of everyone.
I know as Peace Corps Volunteers we can't change the world in two years. But maybe we can start something. Maybe we can make friends that won't forget us and we won't forget them. Maybe our lives will change more than we can possibly imagine.
I am ready to begin the new chapter in my Peace Corps life, but not quite ready to close the old chapter. But here I come Las Tablas, ready or not.
No matter where you live or what you do, know that you touch everyone's lives forever. Love you baby! Mom, Dad & Kel
ReplyDeleteTwo years... I cannot even imagine. I am overwhelmingly proud of and amazed by you, dear friend. Please take care and I look forward to reading more and more about your adventures in Panama :)
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