september 2nd, 2009.
so, i've decided to start my own blog. it seems to be the easiest way to just say what i need to, or want to.
i decided to start out with everything that happened this summer. actually, the thing that made my summer complete. the one thing that truely mattered and impacted me.
hellllo dominican republic.
where to start? i have no idea. i wish i was there.
i was listening to this song today by we the kings. it's called august is over. in one part of the song it says:
"breathe in deep.and say goodbye."
that's what went down in the dominican. we all took one deep breath, and had to say goodbye. we spent seven days there, one week. and we impacted so many.
at the same time, so many impacted us. or me.
i saw so many lost faces. most are now just a blur in my mind, but there is one girl who really stuck out.
yeimi; thinking back on everything i talked about with yeimi makes me cry. just thinking of her, makes me so sad. she was the hardest goodbye i've ever had to say, by far. i met yeimi on tuesday when my group went to see Jackie's orphanage. on thursday we had a big party for Jackie's orphanage. all the orphans from jackie's came to our hotel and we served them cake and pizza and gave them each an individual bag of gifts along with gifts for them to all share as an orphanage. they left about two hours later. yeimi never left my side the entire party. then told us to walk the orphans to the bus. yeimi said goodbyes to different people and me and her stayed standing next to the bus for fifteen minutes, just hugging and quietly talking. it then came the time for yeimi to load the bus, while we were walking up she started crying. yeimi spoke a little english, and she told me that she loved me, she'll miss me, and she wants to write over and over again. this broke my heart. yeimi got on the bus bawling. she went and sat at a window seat. she would make a heart with her hands and put it up to the window and i would do the same with my hands, right over hers. at one point we played a spanish hand game, with the window separating us. yeimi sat on the bus for maybe twenty minutes before they all finally left. it made it harder looking at her sad face and seeing her cry because i was just sitting on the other side looking at her, not being able to do anything.
i don't know how to sum this all up, but i wish i was back there. i hope i can keep my promise to yeimi and see her again, soon.
