Two years ago today, I first stepped foot in Moldova. Now it feels like home. Back then, I had no idea how I would learn a new language and be able to communicate with host families and counterparts who spoke no English, much less get work or projects accomplished. Today, I have (according to my last Language Proficiency Interview) achieved an Intermediate High level of Romanian - despite the huge amount of "Moldovanesc" and Russian language that infiltrate the Romanian I hear in Moldova - and can carry on conversations with people in my community. It was hard work to get to this point, but worth it.
Today also marks one year that the group after me - the M33s - arrived in Moldova. And tomorrow, the new group - M34s - will arrive. The days are long but the years are short, as they say. It feels like each month passes faster than the last, and as I sit tonight in my room in my host family's house in my town in Moldova, it is hard to imagine that pretty soon it won't be home anymore. I'm thankful for this comfy place I have called home, and I will miss it. Which is good, because one of my goals for my service in Moldova was to miss this place when I leave. Thanks to the amazing experiences I have had here and the wonderful people I have come to call friends, I can say: Goal met.
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