International Student Volunteers

What seems to be such a long time ago, even though in reality it was only a few years ago, I embarked on a journey where I would meet some of the most amazing people of my generation. They were lovely people who I, to this day, still admire for all their talents and all their strength. We met in D.C. and found ourselves an adventure filled with sites to see, important people to meet, scholarships to be had, and delicious food to be eaten. Yes, my fellow Free Spirits, I speak of you. And please, don't take anything you may hence forth read in an offensive way.
The reality was that I was not them, and they were not me. While many bonded and made packs of life time friendship, I only managed to bond with a few of the talented individuals that seemed to be in the same outsider boat as me. And that was just alright with me. Because I still learned a lot. I learned what I was not and what some people are. I learned that even if you don't click with people, it doesn't mean that they aren't amazing and that sometimes it is alright to realize that you were wrong about yourself.
Though, I'll admit right now that it took a good year to realize what I learned about myself, another half of a year to accept it and then a couple of additional months to do something about it.
And here I am, back to where I started: this blog. I thought it was time that I wrote again and now I know that I'll only write for the sake of it because writing is only meaningful if it can take on it's own life without the image of the writer glaring in the background.


So here we go . . .



I intend to . . .no, I will travel over seas and volunteer through the program International Student Volunteers.
Why? Because I was told to by myself and myself refuses to explain itself. But, again, that is just alright with me.

I've made my initial deposit. There is no going back now.


Don't think-- just do,
Elaine