This trip meant a lot to all of us. All for different reasons. First off, I had lost myself for a bit. I wasn’t happy and my passion for helping dissolved, so I wasn’t completely sure that I would be of any use on this trip. As we traveled it became a disbelief that we were doing this. My heart was into it when I was told I was going but my emotions were on lock down. We met so many happy kids that were terminally-ill. Everyone probably thought we were going to look at them like there were sick, but being who we are and me being me we went in there with hope and I left with my soul back in my own hands.
There was another reason Poland meant so much - the way the people made me feel. We were doing so little (or just having dinner) and we were treated like celebrities. This trip has given me another chance to be me again - with my life, looks and compassion…
