For a third time in my service, people are starting to ask me whether I really will be CoS-ing this time, whether I will extend (again) or finally take that plunge into a newly readjusted life. It's a good question, but ultimately, I think I'm finally ready to go home.
Sometimes it seems much longer than three-and-a-half-or-so years that I've been here. It's such a strange juxtaposition of relatively unchanging seasons and ever-changing faces and places. Looking back over old photos from my first days here, reminiscing about old friends and old memories, I start to feel - in Dominican terms - pasa'a. In other words, I'm really starting to feel like it's time to move on, like it's other folks' turn to have their own Peace Corps experience. It's my turn to do something new. I miss my family, and I'm starting to feel the wear of the constant changes that Peace Corps life brings.
It's been an incredible ride; and that's part of both what makes it hard to go and what makes it hard to stay. I'm deeply and eternally grateful for the people I have known here, for the things that I have seen and done and heard and learned here, for the wonderful relationships and experiences I've had here that have forever changed me. But life is calling me to something new, and I think I'm just about ready to answer.
- to cos or not to cos