Wait. Be Patient.
In November of last year my utmost desire was to go home. Albeit not permanently, the idea was if I could be at home and relax with my family, friends, and girlfriend I would feel refreshed and energized to come back to finish out my service in Peace Corps. That was the idea. When the entire month of June was approved for me to go on leave, I was ecstatic. I immediately called my parents and they generously purchased my ticket to come home to see them. Being home was amazing and refreshing, however it had some unforeseen consequences. Well...foreseen...but maybe ignored. I want to finish. I want to come back to Kosovo. It’s just one more year. As the days approached my return to Kosovo, the reality of the situation became more apparent. However many tears I shed before hand, the true catalyst moment came when my girlfriend took me to the airport. We pulled into the parking spot at LAX and I sobbed. Not only was I broken inside, but I was frozen. I was unable to move. Moving mean
