Twelve hours later, after 2 plane rides, and 2 long bus rides, we finally landed in Cap. After a year of longing to be back in the country that I love so much, I’m finally here. The past few weeks, well if I’m being honest, the past 6 months, have been pure agony. It has felt like I was living in a nightmare that I would never wake up from. Along with the trials I’ve faced these past few months, I have had to maintain my grades, keep a healthy social life, and take care of everyone around me. It has been hard to put myself first, but this trip is exactly what I need to bring me back to who I truly am.
The hour and a half bus ride to Ft.Libertè from the airport is the best way to start off the trip. Windows down, a slightly cool breeze that blows your hair everywhere, and the smell of burning charcoal wafting through the air. I’ve never taken a more enjoyable drive. Although all the aspects of this ride seem to be nothing but perfect, it’s what’s outside the window that strikes me. I see a kid shoveling dirt under the hot sun. Piles and piles of trash everywhere. The chaos of three cars side by side on a road that is only one car wide. How can I feel so at peace in a place where there doesn’t seem to be any structure?
To me, the chaos is what makes this place beautiful. There is no set time for anything, no certain place you have to be. I don’t have to keep a planner and remind myself of what I’m doing and when. It’s all on Haitian time. What time is dinner? When the bell rings. When are we leaving for the clinic? Whenever we can. What day are we going to the outposts? Whenever they need us. Living life without a schedule at home seems stressful, but here, it’s just the way of life. This trip is going to be so therapeutic and helpful to my mental health. Getting to truly help people every day and see the changes that I have made. God really is good.
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