The rain is just so . . . relaxing. As I am typing this, the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof has left me and my host family in calm daze. Some are quietly working, while others are being soothed by the rain as they rest and dream. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Continue reading “Showered With Blessings”
I got the nerves . . . Scratch that, I have legitimate jitters about my upcoming experience in Costa Rica. The idea of living away from home in a completely different culture for an extended period of time isn’t a new concept. When your parents are numb to the idea of their daughter traveling overseas “by herself” so much that they don’t even check with the organization anymore as to the safety and credibility of it, you know that you have the travel bug.
If I’m not nervous about experiencing a new culture, then what am I nervous for?
I think, at the end of the day, I’m nervous to fail.