Hard Thing – Page 2

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Despedida Lunch and Hiking a Volcano Through The Night (Never Again)

April 8, 2019April 8, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

I moved out of site on Wednesday. The last hour was the most horrible, a weeping host family, heavy bags and an honorable Lic. Enrique (the educational superintendent) who picked me up in his red[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Leaving Santa Clara La Laguna, My Home

April 7, 2019April 10, 2019 First Person ForeignAbuelita

The Wednesday before my departure was a dress rehearsal. I’ll explain what I mean by that. I had to go into the office for medical stuff, and for a meeting. I don’t recommend leaving site[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Theology, Tortilla Tears & Talent Show Tuesday

March 6, 2019March 7, 2019 First Person ForeignAbuelita

For those of you just tuning in, and for those of you who aren’t, thank you. This is my last month of Peace Corps. I am learning, as I continue to grow as a human,[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Lunes sin luces

March 6, 2019March 6, 2019 First Person ForeignChanges

I woke up in enough time to get dressed and go to morning school. I already felt the lethargy heavy on my eyelids but I kept going. I figure, every step I take is a[…]

The Beginning of the End: Peace Corps

February 22, 2019February 25, 2019 First Person ForeignAbuelita

Reflecting on Service and General Updates On Me.

Hi-Lo 5: Pascuas

December 22, 2018December 22, 2018 First Person ForeignAbuelita

This morning I woke up, for some reason, at 8. In Guatemala there is a thing called Madrugada. It means the hour you wake up in the morning. We don’t have a word for this[…]

The Double Graduation Day

December 9, 2018December 10, 2018 First Person ForeignHard Thing

I write this post to recount an especially long day. Some days do feel very long in Peace Corps, and as boring as it feels sometimes to be in the pueblo, a lot can happen[…]

Hi-Lo 2: Screaming Babies and Crying Grandmas

October 19, 2018October 19, 2018 First Person ForeignAbuelita

I ran past the place where I fell and I didn’t fall. There was no chucha to scare me off the road and onto the sidewalk which is why the whole thing happened. To be[…]

Boy Comes Home | The Pueblo Press Issue Three

July 15, 2018July 15, 2018 First Person ForeignBeauty

I’ve been in Peace Corps service for a year and a half of my two year commitment. I’m not sure you can call this the ‘home stretch,’ especially because I do not play sports, but[…]

Santiago

July 13, 2018July 13, 2018 First Person ForeignCultural Difference

Hello! I am writing this post because it is about a loss and I want to recognize that by sharing it. I also want to share the significance and importance of the funeral and burial in[…]