How 8 Days With College Kids Brought Me Back to Life
“Breathe. You’ve cried only twice today, Carrie, that’s improvement,” so the self-pep talks go these days.
Wake up. Go to work. Sit at desk. Computer screen, internet, email. Meetings. Go home. Repeat. That’s been my version of “keeping my head above water” in the last couple weeks after returning back to Georgia from two of the most emotional weeks in Texas.
I was ready to give up on just about everything.
Then I boarded another plane and things changed.
My ticket read Guatemala City, Guatemala. Everyone who had been to Antigua before could speak only of their love affairs with her and her cobblestone streets, bright-as-the-sun hues, and magnificent landscapes. If possible, I would call it, “love before first sight.”
Fall in love I did. And, in only the way love can do, I awoke from my slumber.
When I look back on my time in Guatemala and Costa Rica…
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