I began the school year in "the States" as our family bided our time during yet another political upheaval. Safety and security were on the forefront for our extended family and sending church, so my parents acquiesced and enrolled us in our local Christian school for a few months and I played the new girl...again.
I did not mind too much though. I made a great new bff at school, spent several nights a week with my youth group friends, had regular sleepovers with my best friend/cousin, Wendy, and got to see my long-time boy infatuation at regular intervals. I was sixteen and for awhile, I got to be what my mind would have considered to be :: a "normal" teenager.
We eventually went back, of course, but miracle of miracles, there was a new school that had just opened up, so Kasi and I registered for our second school that year, filled with student council, lock-ins, field trips, basketball games, new crushes and MORE normal....but now in Haiti!
I was so surprised!!
At this point, my parents had begun the research for where it would be best for me to graduate and how colleges would look at that information. Suddenly the-leaving-home, important-things-to-do-lists became a priority in our house, and just as suddenly, leaving Haiti, A YEAR EARLY, to graduate back in the Maryland was a tangible option.
A BIG option.
THIS WAS HUGE.
Harder than I thought it would be
Cause it was my choice.
And my choice alone.
Come back tomorrow as I share my decision and journey towards high school graduation.
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