It’s the beginning of a new month…my tenth month here in Honduras. And the end is approaching. I have a plane ticket for August 15th. I know that’s still a month and half away but I find myself reminiscing on all my experiences Ive had so far. I find myself thinking of all these moments that have made my time here so amazing. I find myself feeling sad that Im leaving. Already. And I don’t leave for another 1 ½ months. Sometimes I wonder if Ill be ready when that day comes. Will I be anxious to get back to the states? After being gone a year do I miss home? Is this my home? I feel like it is sometimes. I feel like this is where I should stay. I know im meant to be here now, but what about in the future? Yes, there are hard times, sad times, and lonely times. But with those comes the happy, fun, amazing, and unforgettable times. And those are the moments I live for. A chatty 5 year old talking about her daddy on the bike ride home. A group of kids waving bye to the chickens, cows, horses and anything else they pass. A shy boy who used to cry going to school and sit in the corner but now greets me at his gate eager to walk to Kinder together, and has a smile on his face every day. A wave from a man they call “Chico”, I know his name and he knows mine even though we have never talked before. Being invited over for a family dinner, when I know they struggle to feed even their own family, but this is their way of appreciation and love. Walking down the street and kids start running towards me yelling “Catalina, Catalina, Catalina!” Having a young mother trust me well enough to take her four children for the afternoon to give her a break. Being asked to be a part of the town parade, then having the locals go out of their way to help us. Seeing a new born baby grow through the first year of its life. Being made a special homemade Honduran soup when I’m not feeling well. Laying in the porch hammock watching the sun set over the beach. Being woken up on a Saturday morning because kids want to play. This is what Ill miss.
"So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning."
ATTENTION: If anyone knows of a good job for me I would like to know. Thank you.
