A day away

So, I am sitting in my sisters apartment in NYC right now trying to figure out how to print out my e-ticket confirmation for my trip tomorrow. I am all of a sudden feeling incredibly excited, nauseatingly nervous, and somewhat unsure of what the next month has in store for me. I leave tomorrow at noon and will arrive in Vietnam late afternoon on Monday. I will be going right to the orphanage to see the place I'll call home for the next few weeks.

I'm going over with so many great resources and I am just so anxious to get there and be able to help. I've been thinking a lot about world health and life outside of America ever since I decided to go and I believe that I will be able to do some good there. It is a first step for me, and a big one, and I look forward to continuing my education when I get back so that one day I can go on many similar trips but with a medical degree to give the children and community the help that they so desperately need. I feel like I've been reminded on a daily basis of how lucky I am to grow up where I did and go to school where I do and the fact is that I DO have resources that the majority of the world do not have, and because of that I feel like my place after school will be working with those less privileged and working towards a true foundation of world health. We have clean water. We have clean hospitals. The rest of the world should have that as well.


So, thank you so much for supporting me. I look forward to sharing with you stories of my travels and coming back with a better idea of what I can do.

The next time I write I will be 12,000 miles away and half a day ahead. Whoa. Anxiety attack setting in...

Vietnam, here I come.