As we rode away in the back of the old pickup truck, Jacinta’s words played over again in my mind. “You go back and show them what a hard-working lady you are.” I certainly didn’t feel much like a “lady” at that point. My clothes, hair and skin were caked in layers of cement and I hadn’t showered in a week. And yet, I realized that I had never been happier.
Africa changed me in more ways than I expected. It helped me gain confidence in myself, and I began to have bravery and spontaneity that I’d never had before. I found my priorities were reset and I had the courage to eliminate things I didn’t need in my life. I will be forever grateful for this experience.
—Kaitlin Baer, 2015 & 2016 Volunteer