Ecuador

Lately, I keep thinking to  next year. Where I'll be. And I know I won't be here. I love that thought. I love knowing that I'm not going to be here for the holidays next year. I can't wait to go on my little adventure to Ecuador. And I can't wait to help people, and do something with my life. Something important. 

Next October I will be going to Ecuador and volunteering in 3 different orphanages, once a week. I basically get to go and love these little orphans who don't get the love and nurturing that children need. The people there who run the orphanage don't have the means to give every child what they need, and studies have shown that the many babies that grow up without feeling love as children form many disabilities that are completely preventable. I can't wait to just help these kids.

I can't wait to travel, and see what not being at home is like. I can't wait to be without my family, and be whoever I decide to be. I'll get to fly on a plane for the first time. I'll get to experience meeting new people and making new friends. I will get to experience so many new things. And I'm just so excited. It's almost the only thing ever on my mind. When I'm upset, it makes me happy. When I get in a fight with my parents, it just gives me a release. I just want to go now. I want to leave, now.