(2012 my last day in the Dominican Republic)
Alright,so I'm not starting a blog with the most exciting beginning, but who's to say where the juiciest beginning should start anyways? My adventure today is flying back to New York from Salt Lake City, Utah tonight. This journey has gratefully become a routine. Gratefully, because I have the privilege of coming home to my sweet family/friends a few times a year and soak in the beautiful atmosphere of Utah. I then get to journey, explore, and submerge myself in the greatest of all cities, NYC. Miley Cyrus would probably write a song about my life called "Best of Both Worlds" or something... I truly consider myself the luckiest! I could write a whole blog about my lucky life but let me focus back to the purpose of this blog.
My dearest friend and I went to Vegas for New Years. Last year we sat for 12+ hours in Times Square in New York and this year we wanted to relive that thrill. Vegas was a little too trashy and unenthusiastic for my taste but some wonderful resolutions came to a forefront from that trip. I decided that I wanted to be inconvenient this year. What does that even mean? Really, as a social work student I want to be inconvenient? Well I can't promise that I'll delayer my resolution for you at all. Too much typing. At least for now. But I will start by saying that in my attempt to be more inconvenient I decided to share my thoughts more openly and frequently for a larger population than my own mind.
A blog became the the best and worst way I could do this. I am not a good writer at all, it's actually a sore spot for me. This is pretty terrifying that anything I write will be read and critiqued. Please bear with me. But hey, if there's one thing I have discovered in my life its that hard things are worth it. I must carry forward blogging! See, it won't be easy to find ways to inconvenience everyone, because next week I leave for Accra, Ghana. (I probably could have written an enthralling beginning blog about my journey through Nigeria for 12 hours and the exotic world I was stepping into in Accra.) I'm fortunate enough to take college classes there and submerse myself in the non-profit world (thank you NYU scholarships!!!). This awesome experience will have filtered technology and access to the people I want to talk to often. That is when I knew blogging was necessary.
But what am I to blog about? Well, I'll leave most of that for you to find out. But I will say this: I will also be going to Israel for my fall semester (I'm really dropping all the big news quick!). I will be paralleling the prominent government based initiatives in Ghana (regarding NGO's and grassroots) with the religious and private based initiatives in Israel. Hmmm,I'm satisfied with that explanation, but if anyone has further curiosity I will also be skyping and am happy to inconvenience your life further with a longer conversation. I am super excited about this opportunity to attempt paralleling how social work is utilized in different ways in different regions of the world. I honestly couldn't be more excited.
Nevertheless, this journey that starts today, and again next week doesn't come without a cost. I will be missing the outstanding people I know and love. I will be missing the beautiful places I know and love. But lets not forget the food in this conversation. I will definitely be missing the convenience and fattening food I devour on an hourly basis. This experience of living outside myself is more than worth it, don't get me wrong. But it will be hard to say goodbye for a quick minute.
Last thing I will write today (I am already going over some blog length etiquette I'm sure.) What's up with My Nomadic Days you say? Well once again, I'm not going to just lay it out for you. Instead I'll show you a poem I wrote:
We the extended
I toss and roll
Do you see the reflection of pursing lips?
Life is Not droll
Variance it is, my heart sometimes rips
But in the end it reaches the highest moments
on the green grass under the caress of the sun
And somehow the search leaves me never to run
Nomads we are
As we search the entity
But nomads at heart never claim the identity
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