Yesterday was a blur.
In retrospect, last week was an exaggerated smudge and the last 10 weeks a transitory, but distinct, wrinkle in my Peace Corps life.
Friday marked the end of pre-service training. We capped it off with the Principals Conference and Swear-In Ceremony. That same day, many of us loaded our bags into our principals’ cars and drove home with them to our permanent sites; the places we will all call home for the next two years.
My friends waived goodbye. All of us knew it would be until October before we see each other again. Their faces said it all: “we miss you, be safe, we know you will do great things, see you soon!” And then I was on my own.