I miss Africa. I miss the people. I miss the culture. I miss the genuine happiness that everyone carried. It has now been 3 months since my trip to Zambia and I miss it more and more with each day that goes by. Those people will never know the impact that they have truly had on my life forever. My friends and I talk all the time about how much we miss Zambia and its people.
I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to visit this amazing country and meet some amazing people. I am still so humbled every day just realizing everything that we have at our fingertips and do not even pay attention to it. We do not deserve half of the items that we own and yet we still want more. I can talk about Africa all day, but until you experience it for yourself, words will never amount.
Upon my arrival to the states I was so excited to see my family of course, but something was different. The first thing I noticed was that no one was telling me good morning or asking how I was. In Zambia, you will never pass someone and them not speak to you. Everyone was so loving and caring and I would have never noticed how closed Americans are if I had not gone to Africa. The food is definitely different which I am so thankful for. Next time I will bring snacks, lots of snacks!
I will be returning to Africa one way or another. The Capstone College of Nursing is looking to go back and I have already decided that I will do whatever it takes to serve the people of Zambia again!
