It’s 9:30 p.m. and tomorrow morning at 3:30, I’m going to wake up and prepare to leave for my second mission trip to Honduras. This trip is going to be different. I don’t know as many people in the group, and Brendan won’t be with me. I’m very excited to reunite with the kids I met during my first excursion, but part of me is anxious that the experience won’t be able to match that of my first trip. I’m at a different point in my life. I’ve been so busy with schoolwork and wedding planning that I have barely had time to prepare for this experience, let alone the mental anticipation that usually follows me when I leave the state. I think I’m most scared that the honeymoon period will be nonexistent, and I will start to see things more as they really are. As naïve as it sounds, part of me wants to always view Honduras as more of a fairytale than a real place with real problems. I am going to do my best to go in with an open mind and really experience the places and people as they are and not as I want them to be. The more I sit here reflecting and writing, the more energized I feel for 3:30 to come.
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