Today as I got my suitcase down from the closet it hit me
like a semi-truck; I go home in just a few short days. My time here has been
wonderful and I wouldn’t change it for the world, but I can’t help but wonder
what home will be like. As much as I wish I had the power of time control I
know that things in America kept going without me there. My friends had
parties, fights, and survived without me. I’m sure just as I’ve changed over
these last couple of months so have they. I sometimes find myself wondering if
I’ll still be able enjoy the same people and things as I once did. On top of
all of that I I’m going to be a senior next year. That means that it will soon
be time to be an adult and take on a lot more responsibility. The last few months
have taught me how to make a budget, work a job, and balance school work, but I
know that it is going to be difficult figuring out my life’s path while still
assimilating back into American society. After being here I have developed a
greater self-consciousness as well as an unrestlessness about many of the issues
that plague the world. I hope that when I get home I don’t lose the values I’ve
developed here and stay active in helping others. Things will be different and
difficult, but not nearly as difficult as many of the lives I encountered
during my time here. I will also have an amazing support group in the friends
I’ve made, both in the program and outside of it. Together I know we will all
continue to grow and improve as we strive for our life goals.
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| Anna, Jerard, and Aimee |
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