Hello, yes I do still exist. I think I just skipped April and May somehow. Anyway, I was just watching people skydiving on the television, and I really feel like doing something crazy - climbing a rock, jetskiing, jumping out of a plane (maybe), or even.....going to bed at 8:02pm! Yes, that one.
3 weeks. Then this whole first year is finished. No puedo creerlo. It went so fast. Yet so much has happened. Somehow this experience turned from a mission/adventure/need-to-see-the-world-and-be-independent experience to a real, full life where I live in Central America and I love it. I think going home this summer will bring on some major reflection time, and I am looking forward to clearing my head and processing it all. My family has been incredible while I have been here, and I feel closer to them than ever. I am thrilled to see everyone again, and to meet my niece who is currently swimming and kicking my sister´s stomach past the point of comfort.
This past weekend I helped at a camp for blind kids, and it was an amazing, challenging experience. I met a girl named Maria Candida (Candi) with whom I spent most of my time. She is 10, from the mountains, just came to the school about a month ago. I guess I should explain that the kids at the camp are from a school in the city that is specifically for the visually impaired. Candi is shy but when she smiles and laughs it is like the sun. I will not forget her. And watching those kids go through their everyday routine without their sight, a vital part of my world, was unexplainably encouraging, heart-stabbing, confusing, beautiful. God is big. And He has reasons for everything. But I wonder how those kids will get by for the rest of their lives. This weekend they experienced the love of God and others. I hope that stirs a hope in them that does not fade like vision. I know I am changed.
Like I said, 3 weeks. I feel mixed. I want to stay. But I want to go. I guess that is good because I am going, and I coming back again.
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