A lot can change in two weeks.
Two weeks ago I was in Bolivia, preparing to leave the country I lived in for a month; the country where I learned so much about myself, about my relationship with God, and about the people around me. I experienced a new culture that I was clueless about. I made new friends that I won't ever forget. I served in ways I never thought I would. One week ago I was comfortably at home in the states. Back in my secure life. Back in a place of abundant food. I was in a nearby city taking a weekend trip with a friend. I sat by the river and enjoyed life. I ate out for every meal. I rested and recharged. Today I had my fourth day of orientation for Physician Assistant school. I'm back on my University campus while my friends continue to enjoy their summer. Today, I listened to professors and upperclassmen tell me how difficult PA school is going to be and assure me that I would somehow survive. They told me it would be like drinking water out of a fire hydrant. I prefer my water in glasses. It's crazy how in just two weeks everything can change. Everything can be different. Life moves so quickly and it can be hard to keep up. Bolivia feels like a dream, but so does my life back home. But so does this upcoming school year. Wait, actually it feels like a nightmare! Just kidding...kind of :) It's so hard to process everything. I'm always trying to figure it all out and understand it all. How am I supposed to get adjusted to PA school when I'm still adjusting to being back in the States? It's all crazy and a little scary. But I know it will all work out in the end. Somehow it will. Each moment in time, each season, has a purpose. There is a reason for it all, and even if I don't know what that reason is, it's okay. I just have to remember that my life is not in my hands.
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