Exactly one week from this exact moment, I will be somewhere over the Atlantic.
I have mixed emotions about this fact. On one hand, I’m sad to be leaving Tanzania early. The people who work for World Vision here are completely amazing. I have felt so loved and cared for while I’ve been here, and especially in the last few weeks. On the other hand, I dearly miss family and friends. When you are away, you miss important milestones (my nephew starting walking just a few weeks after I came here), and it’s hard to go days or sometimes weeks without being able to talk to those you love.
On one hand, I’m tired and am ready to be in one place for a while after spending a year on three continents. On the other hand, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t already thinking about where to go next.
Travel wears you out, physically and emotionally. Being on back to back 9 hr flights is not fun (even for me, there are only so many hours of movies a person can watch in a row). Never in my life have I appreciated so much being able to take a hot shower, not having to worry if the internet will work today, being able to use the tap water to brush my teeth. I won’t lie, I wouldn’t mind if I never have to sleep under a bed net ever again. I have moments where I think to myself, “Is this really what I want for my life?”
Even when I think the answer might be no, if you give me ten minutes, I can almost guarantee you I will be thinking about and plotting my next trip or project. Sure, I have dreams of living the high life in Budapest, but my dreams aren’t all eating cake and going to the baths. I would also love to go back to Ukraine to love on orphans and abandoned old ladies who just want a hug and someone to care (and maybe to learn to be a master kvas brewer, but that’s beside the point).
And, have I told you about the million other ideas I have? I would invite you to ask, but I don’t always remember them all…
Is this life easy? Far from it.
Is it what I want? Most days…as long as I have hot showers, stable internet, good people… and a kitchen…