home, bittersweet home
i'm back from the DR. it was more amazing than i could have ever imagined. i learned so much about myself, my faith, and living in solidarity with the poor. god it was so great. the people are incredible; loving, compassionate, open-minded, and so incredibly hopeful despite living in poverty.
so i managed to not really shed any tears leaving, but pulling into my driveway they all came. i just don't want to be here. but it would be selfish for me to stay there, there is much work to be done here. and shoot, i move in tomorrow and start school monday. but for now i'm exhausted but i can't sleep and i don't even know what to do with myself. i'm starting to feel depressed all over again, but i know i need to keep the hope, share the knowledge and love that i have learned. and maybe some people will WAKE UP. WAKE UP TO YOUR LIVES. WAKE UP TO THE WORLD.
so i managed to not really shed any tears leaving, but pulling into my driveway they all came. i just don't want to be here. but it would be selfish for me to stay there, there is much work to be done here. and shoot, i move in tomorrow and start school monday. but for now i'm exhausted but i can't sleep and i don't even know what to do with myself. i'm starting to feel depressed all over again, but i know i need to keep the hope, share the knowledge and love that i have learned. and maybe some people will WAKE UP. WAKE UP TO YOUR LIVES. WAKE UP TO THE WORLD.