In my last post, I was apprehensive about some new health developments that affected my status as a Peace Corps invitee. After a week of agonizing and barely sleeping, I am OVERJOYED to tell everyone that I am going to be fine. I got my lab results back yesterday, and it seems that I have shown significant improvements. I am still trying to collect all of the paperwork for my doctor to satisfy the OMC inquiries. However, given the results of the lab I KNOW everything is going to work out, which I am so relieved about.
While I was making the medical arrangements and waiting for the lab results, I began to think about what would happen if I couldn’t go to Moldova. No really…what would happen if I couldn’t go? What would I do? What would my next move be?
Because… in spite of my Type A personality, where everything has to be mapped out and accounted for…this was the one time that I allowed myself to forget about a Plan B. My close friend said to me the other day, “I can’t believe you don’t have a back up plan. It’s just not like you.” In a way, there was a sense of shame and guilt that I felt for being ill-prepared and irresponsible, but as I pondered and pondered I accepted the truth:
I don’t WANT to do anything else.
Yeah, I have POST Peace Corps plans. I know what I want to do with my life and where I see myself in 5-10 years, but right now… in this moment in time, nothing feels right to me aside from being a Peace Corps volunteer. I’ve been obsessed with the idea. I’m passionate about the mission. And I believe in the power of this journey so much that I couldn’t find another basket suitable to put my eggs in.
I have my invitation to Moldova leaving June 8th. The obstacles are out of the way. Fortunately for me, I don’t have to worry about a plan B.
But I am curious to know…Am I the only one who is foolish enough not to consider doing anything else? Just wondering.