Hello blog followers! Its DJM back for another blog about my life down here in the heart of Central America. As the semester wraps up, the work begins to pile up. That's the reason why these blogs have become a bi-weekly affair. It's hard to believe that by this time next month, I'll be back on North American soil. More so than that, I am surprised by how much I've adapted to Nicaraguan culture (not that it's a bad thing). Things that initially bothered me no longer seem as bothersome. I've become accustomed to the curious stares and warm smiles that I've received while walking or talking on the bus or in the streets. I've become a part of my Nicaraguan family. I've learned so much; seen so much. While I am content with the comfort that I feel right now, I dare not write this blog as if the process has been individualistic. I have received incessant encouragement and support from those who know me best, and for that, I am forever grateful. While I've had my days, I am constantly reminded of the song lyrics of Lady Gaga..."Just Dance, It'll be Okay." And that I've done. I've danced when I was emotionally, mentally, and physically exhausted. I've danced when all I've wanted to do is cry and be melancholy. I've danced whenever I've learned something new or trended a new path. I've danced myself through every situation that has presented itself to me. Now, I know what you're thinking. I haven't literally danced about in circles at every occasion. A dance is not always the manifestation of the swinging of one's hips, or the rhythm in one's feet. It can be a warm smile, a hug, an emotional conversation; anything that motivates you to continue pressing on. Life is like a dance; in that you have to keep on moving as a means to maintain the experiences and situations that life takes you through, or as I call it: the rhythm that dictates your dance. The capacity to maintain that rhythm is determined by how hard you are willing to work to complete that of which you set out to accomplish. In my case, the rhythm that I've had to maintain here in Nicaragua has been in my capacity to adapt to a culture unlike my own. The necessity to adapt to the Nicaraguan lifestyle has proven difficult, but rewarding at the same time. While I will admit that this journey has been difficult, I'll leave you with a quote that has been my motivation to keep on pressing and pushing; or dancing through my semester here in Nicaragua.
"To get through the hardest journey, we need take only one step at a time, but we must keep on stepping."
Les Mando Abrazos y Paz,
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