Last night I found out that I will not, despite my efforts and hopes and dreams, be working as a Fulbright Teaching Assistant in South Africa. I had made it to the final round, and had put all my eggs in this one fancy little basket. When I received the email with the bad news, I was severely disappointed. I didn’t believe it at first. I thought, “Surely they made a mistake.” Surely I would be getting an email back telling me that they had mixed my name in with the wrong group, that I was the best candidate who had ever applied and that I would, indeed, be going to spend ten months teaching and living and inspiring and being inspired in South Africa. That they were pleased and excited and honored to have me.
But I knew, really, that the truth was that I am not going to South Africa – at least not this way or now. Read on!
Worth a Journey 