It’s strange feelings to writing this blog. I think I still can not believe that my experience in Sweden has come to an end.
It is difficult for me to imagine another spent days without people who have become part of my life. I can not imagine returning to the house where there will be no Melina and Henry.
As I write this I am the only one still up. The last week or so has been so different. Maybe not so different but it really seems so real. My life as a volunteer comes to an end. I will get on a ferry on Thursday. That is 3 days from the point I am writing this. 3 days where I will have to manage all the packing and all the endings. It is a special 3 days. Every day has more value as the last. Not sure what’s going to be on Wednesday.
When I was at primary school, we had a lesson where we discussed different methods on how to express our feelings. One of the tasks was to write a letter to a thing. I remember, that I wrote a letter to my stockings. Today, it’s time to write a letter to Active. So here we go:
I am sitting here writing this letter, listening to Shakira and some bunch of people practicing a dance. They have lots of fun which makes me happy and realize how beautiful you are.
You are a beautiful beautiful organization. You got me from the first moment we met. You took me places, you showed me faces. You gave me inspiration, I learnt about passion, I fell, I raised, I got doubts and I found hope. I met you 13 years ago more or less by coincidence. Since then, every day that followed was a conscious decision to spent yet another day with you.
So what happens when we all go home after seminar?
We all played different parts. Some of us were more engaged in practical things, some in lectures, some in participating, some in taking photos, some in dialogs ect.
So two months almost three, after seminar I´m sitting in Active office with little folder on my desk that is called seminar report. This folder contains all names of seminar participants.