In a few short hours I will be leaving KBC. I still am in denial. I am not a very emotional person but over these past few hours I really have felt everything from sadness to excitement, nervousness to being completely overwhelmed, happiness to humbled. I guess going back to America has left a lot of us a little uneasy. Scared to try and attempt to answer the question, “How was Africa?” Scared to jump right back into the lifestyle of Americans. Scared to go back to the “needing to make sure you’re in a socially appropriate outfit before stepping outside the door.” Scared to go to stores like Sam’s Club and Costco when here people are dying on the roads daily from food and water scarcity. And for me, scared that I will resent people that don’t understand that this other side of the world exists. And how excessive our lives in America are. And beyond scared that I will change back into that. I don’t mean to bash on anyone in America because that was totally and utterly me only 3 months ago. I just wonder if it’s possible to live out this lifestyle in a college atmosphere? It’s tough. Not to say we’re not all pumped to go back and eat cookie dough and see our families. It will just be hard to arrive home during one of the most commercial and materialistic holidays of the year. And I know I can’t base every future decision on standards of living in africa—“I can’t eat dessert because they don’t have that in Africa.” But I just hope we here are able to open the eyes of as many people in America that are willing to listen. I just need to remember that not everyone was lucky enough to have their lives bring them here…and I can’t punish people for not understanding fully. I will just be so thankful that those people are willing to hear of the realities of another side. I guess it’s like one huge exercise. We got here and it was tough. We were winded; the adjustments were challenging until we found our pace. We chugged along this whole trip, through the uphills and downhills, until today; it has ended. After the exercise, you ache and hurt. Leaving here will not be easy. There are so many unknowns and there will be so much reverse culture shock; it’s going to hurt. But from any pain or soreness, you build strength. Whether we have realized it yet or not, we’re different people now than we were on September 4th. Going back to our old lifestyles may be a smack in the face. But once we find our pace again, we can embrace the mark that Africa has left on us & use it with the best intentions. Thanks for all of the emails and support throughout this whole trip, you have no idea how nice it is to hear that people actually enjoy learning about this culture because it is one that we can grow immensely from. So thank you for that. See you soon!