Thursday, March 8, 2012

March?!?!

Wow, time flies.  Or rather I just get so involved in living life here that I don't notice the passage so much.

It's the start of another day...Thursday.  Wednesdays for us are half-days, at least where school is involved.  What that means is it feels more like a Friday or weekend, because by time I get to the end of the day, I forget that, yes, we did have school that morning.  And Thursdays, in some ways, feel like another Monday.  [Wouldn't you love to have two Monday mornings a week...].

I've mentioned here and in newsletters that I've been getting to know a certain student here more one-on-one.  Well, about a month or so ago she came over to learn how to make brownies.  Yesterday she came over to learn how to make bread.  That is an all-day proposition...or rather an all-afternoon one.  I directed her in mixing the dough, helping where necessary, but for the most part she made it (yes, I am a teacher to my core).  It went well, and the timing was pretty good, the last pan came out of the oven about 5 minutes before she had to go home.  Part of the reason it was cut so close is she didn't come over until about an hour or so after school got out for the day...even though I warned her she would need to come over as soon as possible.  But it worked out, I got to spend some more time with her, and her family gets to enjoy the rolls for the next few days. 

It's really hard for me to believe that in a little over 3 months I'm going to be heading back to the States.  This time last year I was starting to get into the main part of fundraising to come here.  Now I'm looking at transitioning back home, and what exactly that means.  How do you go back to your old life when you've changed?  I'll be going back to people who know me...but who know the me from a year ago.  Some of them I've kept in close contact with, others send me an e-mail here and there.  How do you describe a year of life experience when most people have an attention span of about 15 seconds when it comes to the question "How was Honduras?".  How do you pick up the strands of your relationships with people when you've both been growing in possibly different directions for the last year.  And how do I keep my focus on God, where it should be, when I'm going from a place with few distractions (and super-slow internet) to a world where everything is a distraction?  The short answer is...I don't know, but I'm going to have to find out.

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