small reminders
this week was a hard one...
this week i didn't want to be here. i didn't want to be in mexico, dirty, with a bunch of kids i didn't know. i pulled up to one of the most disgusting sites i think i've ever seen. it was on top of a landfill and there was cloth and trash everywhere. i think the first thing i said to my group was, "this is disgusting." my family and some friends were at the beach and i would have given anything to be with them and not where i was. but no matter what day or week it is, somehow there always happens to be a reminder; something that says to me, this is why you're here and not there; something that makes me realize there's no where else in the world i would want to be. that reminder came at about 10:30 Thur. night when we were finishing up drywall and exhausted from the 18 hr day. i walked around the corner of the house, and i s
aw the family, just standing there looking through the window of their new home. they were so excited to move in that they told us to just leave all the scraps and mess in the house because we had been working all day. you see their house burnt down last august and the 7 people in this family have been sleeping in a room the size of my bedroom with one bed. we came back Wed. morning and there were small pads laid on the slab inside the walls because they slept inside the frame of their new home that night. seeing the family standing outside, alone, just watching through the window of their new home, i remembered exactly why i am doing what i am doing, why i wasn't at the beach with my family, why i would rather be on this landfill at this moment than anywhere else. i'm exhausted, i miss my friends, i miss my family, i miss everything i could possibly miss, i need these reminders....
this week i didn't want to be here. i didn't want to be in mexico, dirty, with a bunch of kids i didn't know. i pulled up to one of the most disgusting sites i think i've ever seen. it was on top of a landfill and there was cloth and trash everywhere. i think the first thing i said to my group was, "this is disgusting." my family and some friends were at the beach and i would have given anything to be with them and not where i was. but no matter what day or week it is, somehow there always happens to be a reminder; something that says to me, this is why you're here and not there; something that makes me realize there's no where else in the world i would want to be. that reminder came at about 10:30 Thur. night when we were finishing up drywall and exhausted from the 18 hr day. i walked around the corner of the house, and i s
aw the family, just standing there looking through the window of their new home. they were so excited to move in that they told us to just leave all the scraps and mess in the house because we had been working all day. you see their house burnt down last august and the 7 people in this family have been sleeping in a room the size of my bedroom with one bed. we came back Wed. morning and there were small pads laid on the slab inside the walls because they slept inside the frame of their new home that night. seeing the family standing outside, alone, just watching through the window of their new home, i remembered exactly why i am doing what i am doing, why i wasn't at the beach with my family, why i would rather be on this landfill at this moment than anywhere else. i'm exhausted, i miss my friends, i miss my family, i miss everything i could possibly miss, i need these reminders....
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