Thursday, May 18, 2006
May 18, 2006...
It still hasnt hit me. I've started to pack some of my stuff away.. old photos and concert ticket stubs, cd's and books...i can feel the fear, the anxiety and the sadness of leaving sf start to bubble up inside of me. My casa is quiet and warm, I will miss the comforting feeling it has given me for the past 4 years. So much has happened here. I have lived more here than anywhere else. I learned to be independent here with Jill, when we first moved into our very own apartment. Countless conversations over morning coffee or happy hour, so many movies watched on the pink couch, cuddled under blankets... our sunday walks to the park, sharing smoke breaks on our deck... Then Haley and her undeniable warmness, always with candles burning...so many nights of laughter and playing gin and coming home to fabulous dinners and drinking wine. So many tears dropped, open hearts; shared and exposed... This has also been the Maru hotel- her company on the weekends and hanging with her and ale.. being silly and funny with them has truly brought a new light in my life- a carefree- free spirit energy that has given me wings when i was feeling most down... so many quarrels have also happened- insignificant petty ones, like fights over food spilled, and more significant, scarring ones, like the ones Ivan and i had on the stoop. Ivan and I started and ended our love while living here, even Tim's shadow still lurks behind the shell curtain he bought for me. All of that is coming down, wrapped up and packed away... It is here that I evolved into new ways of being and living... and now, I am ready to leave my nest up by the trees and rooftops, and continue to search for growth outside- of home/ comfort/ myself...I will always remember this as my first home, kind of like a first love, it holds countless conversations over meals; late night gatherings, and dancing in the living room under dim lights. Memories that are etched on the walls and in my heart. This has been my sanctuary, my safe haven, and now i'm leaping into the unkown- although i must admit i am scared, i welcome this new chapter of my life with open arms, open mind, open heart.
It still hasnt hit me. I've started to pack some of my stuff away.. old photos and concert ticket stubs, cd's and books...i can feel the fear, the anxiety and the sadness of leaving sf start to bubble up inside of me. My casa is quiet and warm, I will miss the comforting feeling it has given me for the past 4 years. So much has happened here. I have lived more here than anywhere else. I learned to be independent here with Jill, when we first moved into our very own apartment. Countless conversations over morning coffee or happy hour, so many movies watched on the pink couch, cuddled under blankets... our sunday walks to the park, sharing smoke breaks on our deck... Then Haley and her undeniable warmness, always with candles burning...so many nights of laughter and playing gin and coming home to fabulous dinners and drinking wine. So many tears dropped, open hearts; shared and exposed... This has also been the Maru hotel- her company on the weekends and hanging with her and ale.. being silly and funny with them has truly brought a new light in my life- a carefree- free spirit energy that has given me wings when i was feeling most down... so many quarrels have also happened- insignificant petty ones, like fights over food spilled, and more significant, scarring ones, like the ones Ivan and i had on the stoop. Ivan and I started and ended our love while living here, even Tim's shadow still lurks behind the shell curtain he bought for me. All of that is coming down, wrapped up and packed away... It is here that I evolved into new ways of being and living... and now, I am ready to leave my nest up by the trees and rooftops, and continue to search for growth outside- of home/ comfort/ myself...I will always remember this as my first home, kind of like a first love, it holds countless conversations over meals; late night gatherings, and dancing in the living room under dim lights. Memories that are etched on the walls and in my heart. This has been my sanctuary, my safe haven, and now i'm leaping into the unkown- although i must admit i am scared, i welcome this new chapter of my life with open arms, open mind, open heart.
My Peace Corps Assignment!
Country: Fiji
Program:Community Health Promotion Project
Job Title: Youth Health Education Officer
Dates of Service: August 2006- August 2008
* Please note: The views and opinions expressed in this blog are my own, and do not in any way, represent the views and opinions of Peace Corps or the United States Government.
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