That last week in Nicaragua was one of the most sad but joyful weeks of my life. If you have kept up with my blog than you know that Peace Corps was not easy for me. I struggled quite a lot and was close to terminating my service, and yet here I am now...a RETURNED PEACE CORPS VOLUNTEER :) I was ecstatic to finally be going home, to my family, my friends and my comforts, but also dreadfully sad to be leaving my new friends and family I had gained in two years.
As my months to leave became weeks,and weeks to days I was not looking forward to saying goodbye. Part pf me just wanted to pack my bags and leave my site in the middle of the night, in order to avoid all those goodbyes. I didn't even plan a farewell party like many other PCVs had done so. I just didn't have it in me to do anything, part of me felt that no one would show up. But on my last week, I was very surprised by my friends in site. I didn't have one goodbye party...I had 4! All wonderfully planned by my friends in site that I had made during my two years. I cried many many happy tears during my last days. Saying goodbye to my host family was really rough! And seeing so many of my students crying and asking me not to leave made all those tough moments in service a little less tough.
I know I did not get all the projects I wanted to started in my site, but I feel so incredibly content with everything that I did and didn't accomplish during my 26 months. I gained a plethora of friends that I will treasure forever, and I look forward to returning to Nicaragua.