Lucky

I had a surprise skype convo with Alex and Monica this past week, which was amazing and nourishing in so many ways. But, in one way in particular, during our chat Mo Mo pointed out to me how lucky I am. At first in my head I was like "whaaaaaaa? lucky? bucket showers? hand washing? kids that speak no English? cockroaches?" etc. etc. I mean the list could go on about why I'm not so lucky.

She proceeded to tell me how her and another wonderful friend, Sara, were talking about me and how lucky I was. They were saying how they both wish they could be doing something like this, but that they never had the strength, courage, money, or timing to go through with it. They said I was lucky to be able to be here serving others, especially since this has always been a dream of mine.

This convo certainly brought great perspective to my week. I guess amidst the transition period of my life these past 3 weeks and being thrown into a new culture, language, simple living, teaching, etc. all at once, I hadn't stopped to think about how lucky I am. Just because something is difficult, challenging, and rewarding, doesn't mean it's not a lucky thing and opportunity to be having. Thanks Mo Mo, because the more I look around me I do remember that I am indeed very, very lucky.

Life is luck, make it.--Mother Teresa