Five.

Five. Five. The number spun in my head as I wandered around the grocery store. To be honest, I don’t even remember driving into the parking lot or entering the store. I wandered around the aisles, looking pointlessly at the displayed items. I didn’t go there for a particular purpose; my subconscious just led me … More Five.

Know Me.

I love puppies. Always have, always will. The first step to becoming a real adult was the realization that I could now get a puppy without even asking my parents’ permission or approval. That realization happened here in Haiti. Unfortunately, my first year here was a bit, um, unlucky when it came to pets. But … More Know Me.

beauty in chaos

These past seven months have been, um, interesting, to say the least. At times, it seems like I am walking blindfolded through a dark room full of sharp objects that can severely hurt me. It’s my job to navigate this darkness…and survive. This whole year in general (beginning about this time in 2016) has been … More beauty in chaos

Never Haiti.

Never did I ever wish to move to Haiti. Heck, I didn’t even want to visit that island. Everyone and his brother went to Haiti to do missions, so I was determined to stay as far away as possible. When I was granted permission to go on a short term trip as an “independent” teenager, … More Never Haiti.

Six Months

Six months ago on this day, I stepped foot on this island for the first time. The only words I knew in Creole were the equivalents of “good morning,” “yes,” “no,” and “thank you.” I wasn’t really scared as much as I was confused, confused by the culture, confused by the language, confused by the … More Six Months