According to Nacho, we have been traveling to come back home already for 24 hours 37 minutes and 51 seconds. As I sit here and write this in Houston, Elena is singing the song “Seasons of Love” from Rent while we wait to board. We hope to all be back on island this evening around 7:00PM.
To our friends and family, the transition back home might take us some time. We ask that you approach us with patience as we attempt to re-culture ourselves. Many of us will feel happy to be in the arms of our loved ones and to experience comforts of clean water or hot water or to eat spinach (okay, maybe that’s just me) then it will hit us. Maybe in 3 days. Maybe in 3 weeks or in 3 years. We will feel nostalgia, sadness, confusion, and/or a mix of emotions as moments and reminders of our time together and the people we met along the way trickle back in and touch our hearts. This experience will forever be hard to describe to anyone who did not experience it alongside us. Some of us will be able to describe everything in good detail and others might never have words. Both are all okay and know that we each will process and share in our own time.
A special “shout out” to Marc for his help posting to this blog and for helping ease communication on the other end.
This group was special. They cared for each other in a way that was gentle and encouraging, allowing each other to learn and grow at their own pace. They checked in, they spoke a buttload of Spanish and shared themselves so generously with their students and their families. I feel like a proud abuelita watching our kids work with their students.
Thank you for sharing this journey with us. Your love and support means so much to each of us. Thank you.
Mamá Ama (edited for English errors by Elena)
P.S. We are very sleep deprived. Just FYI ing you. 😉