Well, as promised, here is my Colorado post. It’s not going to contain nearly as many shocking cultural differences as the Ecuador posts, but I promise lots of cute nephew and niece pictures.
Let’s rewind for a second. My brother and his wife had a beautiful daughter on January 8th. I received a voice-mail in my email inbox (thanks to GoogleVoice) and rejoiced all the way from the Southern Hemisphere. Finally, four and a half months later, I was able to meet her.
Isn’t she the most precious thing?
This is a post that I began writing on the plane ride home. I no longer feel quite as sad, but I definitely do miss Ecuador. Without further ado…
Today is April 25th, the day I have been looking forward to since I booked my second round-trip flight in early November (about a week after being in Ecuador). I remember sitting on my bed in Reyna’s house, realizing how hard it was to be away from everything I knew and, instead, be thrown into a world completely different than the one I was used to. I knew that coming to Ecuador was the right thing for me to do, and that I was following my dreams and whatnot, but I certainly didn’t feel like I was living the dream at the time. Somehow, going online and booking the second trip (Kansas to Ecuador in February and Ecuador to Kansas in April) reminded me that I wasn’t going to be in that culturally, linguistically, and generally confusing planet for the rest of my life.
I had no idea how much I would grow and change over the six months. How much I would not only grow to tolerate, but actually love my host family. How much I would learn to not just deal with the language barrier, but overcome it and renew my passion for decoding new languages. How when I exited Ecuador in April, the joy I imagined feeling at finally going home would be blighted with sadness, because I would be leaving a new home.