It is hard to believe that I am beginning my tenth month in Guatemala, and my eighth month in Palestina de Los Altos. On Tuesday, March 4th, I was sitting on the plane, waiting for my flight to take off from Miami International Airport in Florida to La Aurora (the dawn) International Airport in Guatemala City. I wrote that I was “feeling excited and nervous and ready to be thrown into it all. If I can have any positive impact, I think I’ll be happy.” This is something I regularly reflect on, especially during low moments or times when I am unsure of the significance of my impact as a volunteer.
