Today was Saturday, so we were done with Spanish training by noon. After lunch, I decided to hike up to the park in our town...it's a breathtaking view of San Bartolome from up there. As I was laying up there in the sun, watching the kids play futbol and looking out into the mountains, it finally hit me that I'm HERE, in Guatemala, doing PEACE CORPS. Something about that moment really struck me. I'm never going to stop missing home. But I also know that I'm extremely fortunate to have this place to call home for the next 26 months.
this is my favorite post so far!
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