What is “normal”?
I think I have lost sight of this concept as I live in a tent, out of my backpack, off of $3 a day for food, serving others as an unpaid volunteer, being daily accountable to 5 other women, not knowing what tomorrow brings, with limited access to friends and family, and simply living as a missionary.
My life is a tad crazy, no? I am changing and I am not sure how or what I will be like when nearly eleven months of this all adds up. Will I ever return to “normal”? Was I “normal” in the first place?
I doubt this-especially because of a thirst, a hunger, which has resided within me for as long as I can remember-due to what I know and am learning about God and my own self.
