SETTLING IN…
The last few weeks in my life have been full of movement. As
I’ve mentioned, my host family has been talking about moving practically since
the day I walked in the door back in September. The last three months I have
been living out of a half-packed suitcase because I would be told, “This
weekend we’re moving.” And then we wouldn’t move. Then I would be told, “This weekend. It’s really going to
happen.” And then we wouldn’t move. Then I’d be told, “We paid for one more
month in this house, but we’re going to start moving stuff over to the new
place slowly and calmly.” And then we wouldn’t move anything. Long story short,
I came home one night and it was actually
happening! I packed up the rest of my stuff quickly and at 8:30pm we
started making trips over to the new house. We didn’t stop until 3:00am and
everybody had to work the next day. I just had to laugh. They were so proud of
themselves for supposedly packing so well and being so organized for this move
compared to others, but I was screaming internally at the disorder and chaotic
nature of it all. And almost three weeks later they still haven’t completely
finished. The kitchen stove, dining room table, and washing machine – all quite
essential items to a home – have not yet been moved.
I haven’t lived in one place for more than 9 months at a
time since I lived at home during high school. I thought I was going to break
that record this year, but we moved right at the 9-month mark. It was actually
a good test to see if I could fit everything in my suitcase (which I could!).
I’ve gotten settled here and am actually enjoying the new arrangement. The TV
is now in the living room instead of one of the bedrooms, so we have actually
spent a lot more family time together especially now that the World Cup is
happening. My true soccer fanaticism has come out, and I fit right in.
SOME SAD NEWS
Two weeks ago I was traveling with another group from the
PC(USA) that came to visit the Joining Hands Network and a few of the associate
organizations. I went with them to Huancayo. We left on Thursday morning early
and got back Saturday afternoon. On Wednesday night before I left, I came home
to a pretty visibly upset host mom. I sat down next to her and asked her what
was going on. She explained to me that her sister Violet, the one who had a
stroke about a year and a half ago, had a really bad day. She’s been on the
decline for the past few months, but I did not realize how bad it had gotten.
She lost a ton of weight, wasn’t really able to eat or keep down any
medication, had an infection that started in her kidneys and then spread to the
rest of her body, and now was having trouble even breathing. We sat and she
cried a little and talked in a roundabout way about the probability of her
sister passing away. The next day, on Thursday morning after I had already left
on my trip, Violet went to be with the Lord. They had the funeral the next day,
which I also missed, and a mass a week later, which I was able to attend.
The death really hit my host mom and the whole family hard.
They had been more or less expecting it, but it came so fast. They had all
thrown their time and energy and money and hope into Violet’s recovery and to
see that all come to an end was really difficult. Please be keeping them in
your prayers.
…AND WRAPPING UP
Here is a quick itinerary of what I have coming up! I have
three weeks left of work and living with my host family. They are really big
into doing goodbyes here, so I will get an official “despedida” from my host
family, office family, and YAV family at the end of these three weeks. Then we
have one last YAV retreat in Paracas where we will spend time reflecting on the
year as a whole and what it has meant in the trajectory of our lives. We also
get to do some fun stuff like dunebuggying and touring the Ballestas Islands!
After the retreat I will spend 2 ½ weeks traveling into the jungle with the
YAVs before flying back to the U.S. We will get to see where Spencer has spent
his year, take a boat up a tributary of the Amazon until we arrive at the
Amazon itself, and tour around Iquitos – the “heart of the jungle” – before flying
back to the U.S. on August 6th.
I feel at a good place of being ready to be done but also
knowing that it is going to be insanely hard to leave and say goodbye. It is so
strange to think that I am almost done. I am a year out of college now and
almost a YAV alumna!
I also just published my first Partnership Program update
that I will be writing monthly throughout my time at Gordon-Conwell. If you
want to check it out, here’s the link you need:
my.gordonconwell.edu/partnership/amiller5
A look over the valley in Chupaca. |
Beautiful blue skies! |
Sugarcane. |
A compost project - they can turn methane gas from decomposing cow manure into gas used with a normal gas stove! |
The tiniest and cutest kitten I've ever seen. |
“X” by Wendell Berry
Whatever is foreseen in joy
Must be lived out from day to day.
Vision held open in the dark
By our ten thousand days of work.
Harvest will fill the barn; for that
The hand must ache, the face must sweat.
And yet no leaf or grain is filled
By work of ours; the field is tilled
And left to grace. That we may reap,
Great work is done while we're asleep.
When we work well, a Sabbath mood
Rests on our day, and finds it good.
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