My Peace Corps Experience as I originally signed up for it has officially come to an end. I will be move to the capital and beginning a new adventure as the Peace Corps Volunteer Leader for the Health Sector. Not only will I be jumping into a new professional adventure but personal one as well - I will be moving in with my best friend and boyfriend, Leo.
It has been a difficult transition primarily due to how sad it is to leave the place where I have experienced so much growth, strength and created incredible friendships. I will be staying in the DR until October of 2015 (a whole other year for people to come visit!)
Below are my thoughts I wrote down on my last night int he campo:
6 months ago I met an older gentleman, American, wandering around Paraiso. I was in the pueblo for a meeting with Catholic Church. He asked me if I was a Peace Corps Volunteer and was elated when I responded with a YES! He himself had been a PCV in Belize in the mid 70-s. He wanted help translating at a meeting so I figured why not. I later invited him over for coffee (this was also at the point in my service when I was truly portraying a Dominican) so he could see a PCVs community in the DR and I could hear about his experience etc. Before he was picked up, he told me about his last day in his community. He locked up his house, took his last boxes to the Peace Corps truck, turned around and felt an overwhelming sensation of “Bittersweet Accomplishment” as he put it.
It has been a difficult transition primarily due to how sad it is to leave the place where I have experienced so much growth, strength and created incredible friendships. I will be staying in the DR until October of 2015 (a whole other year for people to come visit!)
Below are my thoughts I wrote down on my last night int he campo:
6 months ago I met an older gentleman, American, wandering around Paraiso. I was in the pueblo for a meeting with Catholic Church. He asked me if I was a Peace Corps Volunteer and was elated when I responded with a YES! He himself had been a PCV in Belize in the mid 70-s. He wanted help translating at a meeting so I figured why not. I later invited him over for coffee (this was also at the point in my service when I was truly portraying a Dominican) so he could see a PCVs community in the DR and I could hear about his experience etc. Before he was picked up, he told me about his last day in his community. He locked up his house, took his last boxes to the Peace Corps truck, turned around and felt an overwhelming sensation of “Bittersweet Accomplishment” as he put it.
I couldn’t
imagine at the time what he could be referring to however, I am less than 48
hours away from moving out of my home in the campo and am just beginning to
understand what he meant.
Bitter:
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The kids. It is going to be so difficult for me to not have all of my little
kids around me all the time. They brought so much joy to my day – and at times
not. When they did it literally turned my days upside down. They always knew
how to make me laugh and would always keep me company at night when I didn’t
have electricity. Their wonder, hope and idealism despite their conditions is
something I will never forget.
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My Friendships with Dominicans. I am fortunate enough that my community at times refers to me as their
own tiguera (which just means that I
get nuances about the street culture that maybe others don’t). Being a tiguera people have a lot of confianza in me. This has created a
space where my Dominican friends come talk to me openly about anything that is
going on, feel comfortable shooting the shit because they know I understand
when they are joking and what they are saying and generally just hanging out. I
appreciate everything I have learned from them about life – which has been a
lot:
o
Take it
easy when you can – no need to rush life, you have the rest of it ahead of you.
o
Don’t live
for anyone else but yourself – you’re the one who has to suffer the
consequences of living for someone else, not them.
o
They taught
me that life is all about the moments you spend with the people you love
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Feeling
like I could have done more. Because I did not do my full 2 years in the same
site, I feel like I cheated my community out a bit – which is why I will be
returning once a month to continue working with my projects – mainly holding
workshops with my health promoters.
-
Love
the pace of life in the campo and am afraid I’ll never have it again.
Sweet:
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Having consistent electricity and running water. As most know, my life in relation
to electricity has not been easy – sometime I’ll go a week or two without
electricity because people stick on to my wires and steal it before it can even
reach my house.
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Feeling productive: I will now
have the opportunity to crank out work the way I like to – staying busy, in the
office, in the field, giving volunteer support, etc.
-
Closing a chapter: It feels good to say that I did it. There were
sooo many times when I thought two years might not be possible for me. But here
I am signing on for another year – finishing this chapter, this accomplishment
that I have wanted for so long feels great – I DID IT!
Accomplishment: This is a
tricky one – I feel I have accomplished so much on a personal level and a lot,
but maybe not as much, on a professional level. I contributed a lot to my
community in terms of knowledge, education, capacity building etc. I will admit
that I am leaving my community with a sense that I could have done more – but
couldn’t we all at the end of our service. I am lucky that my boss has approved
me for monthly trips to my site for a couple days or R&R and workshop
giving.
Me and Lilita- best, most non judgmental advice giver in the campo! |
Me and my Bestie, Rosa |
Me and lilian - stronge and confiable woman! |
Chila! - Cutest munchkin looking vendor! Always made me smile |
The women of the Barrio - any down time I always walked downt o spend time with them while they sold their produce! |
My Host Mom! |
Jovah - the woman who became my mother over my Peace Corps Experience - I will never forget the support, love and friendship we have formed. |
My Chiquitas! |
On days when I was frustrated or felt useless as a volunteer - I could always count on Sandy to pick me back up and remind me that my work matters :) |
The reason I will always go back to my site |
My Support System, Best Friend, Boy friend and new roomate :) |
My best girl friend in Los Blancos - Thank You for making my days and nights in the campo more bearable |
Mi Pollito |
One of my best friends in Peace Corps :) And my kitchen 5 hours before moving :( |
Empty Living Room |
New Apt Living Room |
Kitchen |
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