Jamaica, I'll be back soon
Where do I even begin.. Honestly words can't even begin to explain how I felt this week. As soon as I got here, day 1, I already knew I wanted to be a part of this country. There was a strong sensation that filled me with sadness, happiness, and anxiety all at the same time. I was sad because I knew I only had a week here. I was happy because I was living my dream and I was going to make a difference in the lives of everyone that I met. I was anxious because I wanted to talk, hang out, and hug everyone that walked by me but I didn't know how I would have time within the short 7 days. Day 2, I praised the Lord at a Pentecostal church with some of the citizens of Jamaica and I thanked Him for giving me this amazing opportunity. Day 3, I met so many children with huge hearts that only desired one thing, my attention. I also met a super cool dude that goes by the name of Scratchy. We instantly connected and became best friends, I appreciated his existence so much. Day 4, I sat in o...