Last night in the pod.
Last night I'll have to use a flashlight to find my way to a Port-a-Potty.
Last night with some of the most inspiring people I think I'll ever meet.
We're packing up, getting ready to leave Volunteer Village and Mississippi's gorgeous weather behind for snowy Erie. Our flight leaves at 10:15 a.m. tomorrow. I might not be able to bring the 60-plus degree temperatures with me, but I am bringing back some wonderful memories.
We met a beautiful, strong woman who wasn't afraid to remember one of the worst days of her life. Thank you, Elda. You taught me the meaning of endurance.
We met a courageous lady who draws hope from the camellia blooms and the strong oak trees that made it through the storm. Thank you, Lulla. You taught me the power of optimism.
And we met a group of college students and staff who selflessly gave of their time and energy, and who opened their ears and hearts to complete strangers. Thank you, Behrend. You taught me that the simple act of caring can change lives.
Even on spring break, I got the lesson of a lifetime.
Students gather around a bonfire in Volunteer Village.
Photo by Jack Hanrahan