Looking in the Rear View Mirror

Standing here at the beginning of my last year in Urkaine after having been through so much and having mentored new trainees the blog allows me to look back. So much for me has changed in the last year and a half that it is difficult for me to remember what I used to think and know. What I know and what I believe has changed because everyday there is input of new information and/or a new experience to turn my world just a little on its axis. I went back and read some of my old blog entries and realized how little I knew about what my life would be like here in Ukraine. I would have gone anywhere that the Peace Corps could have chosen to send me. And I was lucky to be placed here in the southwest of Ukraine. I have the classic small, rural village experience of the Peace Corps but with (often)power and running water and internet access. But I did not know any of this when I got on that plane in Chicago. I must have been totally crazy and had an incredible amount of faith in something, mysefl? the universe? the u.s. government? to beileve that my life would work out. I must have been crazy to move accross a continent, an ocean and another continent not knowing what shape my daily life would take. I must have been crazy and crazy doesn't go away after a bucket bath and a good nights sleep.