The past two weeks have flown by. It seems like just yesterday that I was frantically running errands and spending hours upon hours preparing for my trip abroad. Now I sit here and write my last blog post, sipping my last cup of Bosnian coffee and taking in that last breath of beauty in this magical place. Bosnia truly has become my home away from home. Not only did I learn more within the last two weeks than I could have ever imagined, but I also grew as an individual and have learned a lot about myself.
I honestly feel quite bitter sweet about leaving. Part of me is sad to leave a place that has quickly become so special to me. Whereas the other part of me is happy to return home and bring back all that I have learned and experienced. However, that too frightens me. In America we live such a different lifestyle: one that many are fortunate enough to live as a privileged life. With that, I ask myself how can I make people see the truth behind Bosnia? How can I truly share with them the unbelievable stories of torture and pain the Bosnian people have gone through? How can I make a positive impact on the Bosnian people from afar?
As I continue to reflect on my time here in Bosnia, I reminisce over the incredible people I will forever be grateful for. The Bosnian men and women touched my life in a way that I cannot even put into words. Their gratitude and utmost love for all beings is more and more admirable as the days go on. I am also thankful to have experienced Bosnia with an incredible professor who has inspired me in many ways. I admire Ann and the love and devotion she has for the Bosnian people and culture. She is an incredible woman whom I am honored to know. Sladjana has also been another blessing in my life. Her loyal friendship was apparent from the first time I met her and her passion for others lights up a room. Both Ann and Sladjana are respectable women whom I look up to and aspire to be. I am also grateful for my peers and the many friendships I have gained as a result of this experience. With many of us now having matching tattoos, and with the close memories we share with one another, we will always have a special bond.
In all, I leave you with this. Never forget Srebrenica. Never forget the genocide. Istina pobjeduje. The truth prevails.
Thank you Sarajevo for opening up your hearts and opening up your world.