So swearing-in happened.
And I should probably mention that I was not a part of it.
Right now I'm sitting in the med unit of Accra waiting to get further information on when my flight leaves.
My flight for America.
Sometimes it still surprises me that I ET-ed. The situation surrounding my decision was not really profound nor was there any one happening that instigated my reasoning.
It's just not for me.
This truly has been one of the hardest decisions of my life. I'm leaving behind some amazing people who have both encouraged and inspired me in ways I didn't think possible. People who sign up for Peace Corps are a different breed. The things that they go through on any given day in this country, and I'm sure any other Peace Corps country for that matter, are things that (and pardon any parents who are reading this...don't worry...your child is safe) could leave the average person unbelieving. They are people of preserverance, passion, and commitment that get little to no recognition and I feel honored to have served even just three months with them.
But they're not why I came to Ghana.
And they can't be the reasons I stay in Ghana.
I've had an absolutely amazing experience and I'd be lying if I said I was completely enthralled with coming back to America. I'm not real sure where I want to be at this point. I have no money...no insurance...no car...but I do have my family and the amazing people at Church on the Street and I do have hope that something, somewhere will feel right.
Maybe I'm running?
It could be true.
But it's my life,
and I'll run from it if I want to.
Right now I have malaria. That was a fun suprise upon arriving in Accra last Tuesday. So I've had a lot of days to contemplate, and re-contemplate recent just events while laying up in the med unit. A very wise woman who I'm sure will be a wonderful volunteer told me right before I left Techiman that no matter what, I should be proud of what I've decided.
And I am.
I know that things are gonna be ok. There are millions of noble causes to devote my life to.
The fun part is finding one that really makes me come alive.
So here I go.
Thank you all so much for all your support. I will continue to update this blog although obviously my link probably won't be "brennainafrica". Maybe you could pray for me as having malaria sucks a lot more than I had imagined. They're going to re-test me again tomorrow and if it comes back negative than I'll probably leave Tuesday.
Hope all is well with you.
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6 comments:
:) I'm proud of you. More than words can express! Can't wait to see you again... soon...
Yes (said Napolean Dynamite style). Now we can be together.
It's amazing what God teaches us. Just when we think we've got His plans figured out, He switches them up on us. What a weirdo!! LOL
Your proud momma looks foward to your arrival back in the States. Love you and see you soon.
I can't wait to hear all about your travels. And your malaria.
Praying for direction for you Brenna! What an incredible expirience for you for your time in Africa. God is good, eh?
Hope to run into you soon.
Jen
What is the new address going to be?
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