It has almost been two years since I last wrote a post for this blog. How quickly time flies. The days pass, a collage of sunrises and sunsets, of waking up in the morning and getting dressed, of living throughout the day and solving one problem at a time, of coming home and saying prayers before crawling into bed and drifting off.
I’ve kept working. Bath and Body Works, followed by Learning Abroad at the University of Utah, followed by my current job at the Utah Council for Citizen Diplomacy.
I’ve kept studying and going to school. History of India. Missionaries and Empire. Dance and Culture. Astronomy. Natural Disasters. Intro to International Relations. So many great people. So many wonderful professors who are massive pools of knowledge and kindness so underutilized by students.
I went back to creativity. Acting. Dancing. Screenwriting.
And always the thought of going to India in the back of my mind.
I contemplated going through the Hinckley Institute, a great resource at the U. Then I decided not. I don’t want to pay more tuition for credit I don’t need.
I tried going with friends who have been to Tamil Nadu before. After all, many tell me I shouldn’t go to India by myself for the first time. But for whatever reason, it never seemed to work out.
Many prayers and fasts. Many ponderings. Looking at different NGOs. Looking at different flights. Considering going somewhere else, like Mali or Senegal. Talking to people about it. Talking to more people about it.
I decided to go on my own.
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