One Month

One Month

One month.

One month until I pack up 70 pounds of winter clothes and yarn and crochet needles and books of patterns.

One month until I say good-bye to my family for a longer stretch than I’ve ever left them.

One month until I get to meet women who, up until then, have just been avatars and words on a screen.

One month until I remember what it was like before I had unlimited texting available.

One month until I get my first stamp in my first passport in my 38 years.

One month until I look into the face of human trafficking and see what those words really mean.

One month until my world changes.

 

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