A glass case of emotion

Getting ready to leave Peru is hard, complicated, and full of contradictory feelings.

I'm ready to be done with Peace Corps and move on to new adventures, but I'm incredibly sad to leave my host family, my town, and my PCV friends. 

I'm proud of the work I've accomplished here, but while doing site development for my replacement volunteer I see so many options for projects I woulda-coulda-shoulda done. 

I'm looking forward to a change of pace in a job with a little more structure, but I'm worried I'll never love another job as much as I've loved this one, and I'm not sure I'll be able to work a standard 9-5 office day without feeling exhaustion, cabin fever, or both.

The comforts of home beckon from a distance, but once I'm there the travel bug will start itching to pull me abroad again.

I can't wait to be back home and be close to family and friends, but I know I'll miss what has become my second home and my second family. 

I've summarized my Peace Corps service into ten lines on a résumé, and I'll be the only one who will ever truly understand how much more than that it was.