Today has been a crazy mixture of emotions.
It started off really peaceful as Kristen and I watched the sunrise over Tegucigalpa on the top of the mountain behind Bencaleth.
Then I had a nice bonding time with Mila in El Centro.
I had lunch where I learned that police and the National University were going against each other and there were replays of the police knocking over the director of the university.
And then I had a blast talking to a painter and bartering earrings and crackers for a painting I really wanted from him.
Then I said my last goodbyes to Bencaleth. I did not expect to cry as much as I did. But you don't know how hard it was to tuck in my babies and say adios to them for the very last time. I don't know when I will see them again and even if I do will they still be there?
Then I had a blast with my internet cafe manager friend and the local priest. haha they're cool.
And then I thought I lost my USB key for the second time this trip and was out on the street running around with a flashlight at 9pm at night when I should be packing
Ecetera.
And this is the day BEFORE I leave.... What does tomorrow hold for me?
My last words to type on a computer on Latin American soil.
Estaba una experiencia maravillosa. Honduras, te quiero mucho.
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It's tough isn't it? I pray that you've been able to profoundly touch and change the lives of those you have had come into contact with at Bencaleth :)
ReplyDeleteI think I'll hate it when camp comes to an end...saying goodbye truly sucks.
Dear Imelda, reading your blog is like walking through this whole journey together with you...thank you for sharing this amazing experience with us. I learned a lot about honduras thru you...the people, the kids, the cry, the laughter and the everyday life. You may not be there tomorrow, but the precious memories of honduras would be hold deeply in your heart forever! Welcome home!!
ReplyDeleteGod bless you!
Angela :)