"the heart does not feel what the eye does not see" Haitian proverb
Im writing this right now from la plaza, for those who don't know, it is a very nice hotel right by the Palace in PAP, which after almost a month of intense working when i first arrived was an oasis away from the chaos and pain.
im sitting here soaking wet after getting caught in the rain while unloading much needed supplies to a hospital and escorting a very sick and fragile TB patient back from the bath room to his tent-
i just spent the last 2 weeks in milot. I chaperoned 9 new nurses on their volunteer trip to work with earthquake victims in haiti. they were amazing! i cant even describe how great they were with the patients, how flexible and how knowledgeable. the hospital was also amazing the quality of care they provided for the patients excellent. It gave me hope
unfortunately the nurses plane ride out of cape haitian was cancelled but luckily they were flexible so we went to PAP for a connecting flight back to the states. I landed in PAP and sat down waiting for my ride. a rarity it was over cast and not to hot. the wind reminded me of an early fall day. an epiphany hit me and i realized it was time for me to go home. i miss my family i miss my friends. i miss doing things that i enjoy. not that i dont enjoy helping people here but the long hours and hard work are wearing on me. i miss windsurfing and pottery and real showers, cold milk, bike rides fresh air.. the list could go on, but mostly i miss my family.
i have been volunteering now for 4 months in haiti. i have seen so much.. i cant even begin to describe. getting here right after the eartquake and watching the transition for the last 4 months has been both frustrating and amazing. The people here are strong in spirit and even against the odds and with limited resources are still surviving, and will survive. the organization and collaboration of many organizations disgusting,(not by all) while the strength of some really amazing individuals inspiring.
so im heading home May 28th. there is still so much need here the people are still mostly in tent cities without tents, sanitation is non existent and care is limited.. knowing this makes it hard to leave. the locals i have become close with who great my on my return from Milot with smiles and thanks, also make it incredibly hard to leave. a part of me feels like im abandoning them. and in a way i am. but i will be more effective in helping people were ever i am if i do have rest if i acquire more resources and more education.
so thank you everyone for your support, and thank you all of those that will continue assisting down here...