The truth

The truth is i'm not always honest on here.

The truth is I cry a lot in Kenya. Sometimes I cry because i feel like I'm failing at GLT, sometimes I cry because I feel helpless to do anything about the poverty and injustice I see around me, sometimes I cry for the children at Sidai, sometimes I cry because I'm just overwhelmed, sometimes I cry because the inequality of it all, and sometimes I cry out of frustration.

The truth is I'm not sure I'm cut out for this life. And that's a hard pill to swallow when this has been my dream since forever. What happens when you realize your not cut out for your dreams?

The truth is I'm still struggling to find peace here. Peace with this place, peace with myself, and peace with God.

The truth is I'm learning a lot.

The truth is I do enjoy and love being here, it's just harder than i thought it would be.

The truth is I feel myself growing, becoming a stronger person day by day.

The truth is God has been so gracious.

The truth is despite how hard it is i'm so thankful for this opportunity.

I'm learning to find joy and peace in the small things, smiles on the kids' faces, a beautiful sun set, the beautiful african trees, sitting in the dark talking with my family during a power cut, drinking chai tea....

so that's the truth.