Let me tell ya this experience isn’t always as extravagant as the photos tell. This week has been very hard for me as well as today. I am struggling in a new lifestyle, culture, and family who I am just meeting for the first time in my life. I feel lost, I feel homesick, I feel sad, I miss my family, I miss speaking English. You never know what you have until it is gone. The peaceful feeling of being “home” in your place of comfort and relaxation. I have about 23 days left and today I felt I could not make it to the end of my stay. It seems so short to others but for me it seems as though a lifetime. I was about to buy a ticket home but financially that wouldn’t work. So, I will struggle through.
I just keep hoping faith will lead me and God is looking out for me. Through hard times I pray for better times to come. I feel as though this experience has some very important lesson for my life and whatever it is I will never forget. Hard times makes people stronger when you feel you can’t put on a fake smile anymore or feel more lost than anytime before everything happens for a reason. I may not know what reason this is now but I’ll see someday.
On days like this I really think about what life choices I will make. It’s scary to think now I am really out in the real world. A world full of danger, bad people, and bad decisions. I now have to manuover how to avoid these types of situations and find the best options. To trust my instinct as you should never fully trust anyone because people can be whatever you want them to be. Humans can be the deadliest creatures to each other cruel and unfair.
These are just some thoughts I had today and thought it would be good to share them. Wherever I go home will always be where the heart is. Thanks for reading!