7th – 13th May 2017
So this week I have been very busy packing for my trip to Rwanda.
The day I was to leave I had changed my mind and I decided I didn’t want to go. I am comfortable with my home, with Matt and my family around me. I was going to Rwanda alone, and it’s totally out of my comfort zone.
When I was a teenager I was very adventurous. I can remember catching a plane by myself at the age of 15 to go to Zimbabwe on mission for the summer.
Over the years I seem to have lost that adventurous spirit. So that is why I found it so hard to go.
However this time I wasn’t alone – I was meeting 23 other people most of them I had never met. Speaking to them they felt exactly like me!
So I stepped on that plane, and as it flew off into the sunset I actually started to feel excited, excited for the adventure I have ahead of me.
We landed in Rwanda safely and I spent time getting to know my new friends.
We went to the genocide museum. This is a place that really makes you think about what went on, and the pain and suffering that still continues today after 23 years. It has put my problems into perspective I can tell you!
While I am here I am happy to be helping people who were affected by that. It makes me glad that I can help them in my small way.
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