Soooo, my neighbors own a mission charity in Tanzinia and Zanzibar, Africa. They hosted a tea party thing where they give out info about it yesterday and my mom and I went. Well... I'm sure this is what I'm meant to do! I'm almost certain this is my adventure I've waited for since I was little. I want to help people, and I want to travel, so it's perfect. I can't explain all of it, but this is a Godwink especially for me.
My mom is going, too because she's a nurse and will instruct the midwives on the proper safety of birthing babies and I'll do everything I can to help.
I will see death.
A lot of it.
And I know I'll never forget it. Some things like that affect me a lot more than normal people because of what we call "Big Heart Syndrome" (big name for oversensitive people). This will also strengthen me, hopefully as we help birth babies, hand out shoes, drill wells, and teach children how to wash their hands. It saves lives.
Unfortunately... it costs $2,000 for us to go.
So now I'm, raising money and drawing out of my college and laptop and car savings (oops, but this is necessary!) to scrounge up the money as well as doing odd jobs and babysitting for people. Please check out the site and donate to them, you can save so many lives!