With only a few months left in service, I often find myself thinking “what an interesting experience.” Opportunities to get involved in my community are plenty, my students are gifted and thriving, the winters are icy cold, and I often get unwanted attention on the street due to my ethnicity. Collectively, these experiences shape my opinion of not only my host country, but they shape how I view of myself as well. If not for this opportunity, I would have never have believed in myself as a strong, resilient woman.
The other day I was sitting in my host family’s living room and it hit me that I was nearing the nine month mark of being in Kosovo. What’s the significance of that? Well, it means I am one third of the way through my service.