Nepal Prt 3. Emo Time

I got my visa! Phwoar! It's about time. Now I can start traveling. I wasted a couple of weeks, but oh well, all this is an experience and part of traveling. I'm leaving in a couple days to Varanasi.

So I was a bit emo the past few weeks. Mainly leaving the boys and knowing that I won't come back to Nepal. Nepal is my #2 favorite country. (Cambodia being #1) When I came back I couldn't see the boys. I was told that it would be too difficult to handle another Goodbye when I was there for only a week. I completely agree because it was a tough Goodbye last week. The kids kept asking me if I would come back again, and I had to tell them No. A volunteer from the same house said that the day after my departure, the boys were sad and were in bad moods. I was surprised. Before I came to Asia I was worried that I wouldn't effect anyone. As in, making a difference, even a small one. I remember writing something like this in my cover letters; I'm not trying to change the whole world, if I can help ONE person, inspire them, make them happy, or to even share a friendship, that would be enough for me. One person is good enough.

Now that I'm back and hearing how the boys were when I left. It touched me. I always wanted to know if my time there mattered at all when I left last summer. I thought they would forget me. Now I know...that I had effected most of them, and it became emotional. I was afraid of that part. Saying Goodbye to them was very sad, I felt like we were all trying to fight back our tears. I'm just so glad that my time so far was meaningful to me and to them.