As I am sitting in the Amsterdam airport after an 11 hour flight from Cape Town, I am thinking back to the incredible experience that I was just on for the past three and a half weeks. Three and a half weeks. I can hardly believe that I was in a foreign country for that long and saw so much that I never thought I'd see. I am thinking back to when we were in this airport on our way to Cape Town and how much different I felt: anxious, excited, nervous. Now all of my emotions are completely different. I feel as if I am in a daze, not able to wrap my head around the fact that I will no longer be residing in the beautiful city of Cape Town, seeing Table Mountain every morning as I wake up, and visiting Delft township where the staff filled my soul with joy every single day. Instead I will be going back to my hectic life in Minneapolis where I will be consumed by school and work. It's going to be incredibly difficult to incorporate what I have learned into my life, but it is definitely my goal to do so, and I challenge myself to do that. After seeing what I saw, I know that I do indeed want to live a much simpler life, focusing on what I am so blessed to have and not complaining about things that are not worth my time. I am going to appreciate waking up every day with a roof over my head, knowing that I will be going to class that day to get a valuable education. And finally I want to spread all of the joy that I received from the people of South Africa to those I encounter on a daily basis, because that is what life is all about and focusing on the joys in life is a worthy way to live.