After being here for a little more than a month, my experience is still one of discovery. But, little by little, what is frustrating, outrageous, shocking, and even debilitating is passing from “discover” to acceptance as everyday reality. With each experience of what I have found both amusing and shocking, I hear myself now saying “that’s just the way it is here.” A very difficult but necessary first step, is removing my “American fix-it mentality”, and just letting it all sink in. As I begin to accompany these wonderful people of Honduras, I am trying as best I can to accept so many things as they are. I am trying to accept reality as it is and not as the way I think it should be. It is very difficult for me seeing so many problems and knowing that back home we would find the resources and help to fix them.
Most of my acceptance has come from my being a part of Passionist Volunteers International’s growing project, “The Comedor Infantil.” An amusing example of this is seeing little girls in worn, uncomfortable, frilly, princess-dresses, which are their every day outfit for the week, knowing they were discarded by wealthier kids after one Halloween use back home. A very humbling experience for me is seeing an older brother, at 9 years old; regularly refusing his only balanced meal of the day until he knows his youngest sibling has gotten a share as well. Another experience is the sinking and defeating feeling of coming upon the remains of a completely destroyed adobe home as the result of flooding in a community that doesn’t need any more problems.
While my initial reactions may be to laugh, cry, complain, or even run away, I now have learned to pause. I have learned to process what has happened. I know that the debilitating loss experienced by so many doesn’t keep them down or from starting all over again. Their attitude and spirit helps me to stand tall and not falter.
This week, I bandaged the foot of a 9 year old who stepped on a nail, knowing that at home a tetanus shot would surely be called for and given. This, however, will not happen. The family does not have the money for a tetanus shot. Any little money they have would be spent trying to provide food for their five children.
For now, I just have to take this problem for what it is. Worrying about the possible and more likely effects of a rusted nail is not going to bring that family the money for the shot, nor the necessary food for all five children and their parents. But doing what I can, bandaging the foot and providing one meal a day, can lighten their load that is already way too heavy.
Simply because these are the realities Hondurans face every day doesn’t allow them to see themselves as victims. They are people: proud, beautiful, capable people. And I am lucky to walk with them, think of them, be thankful for them and witness the beauties and strengths that thrive in their reality.
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It is strange to want to summate something as the first steps towards the rest of your life. I stood at the door of the retreat house for St. Paul of the Cross Monastery in Pittsburgh not entirely sure of what awaited me, but with what I considered a reasonable understanding of where I came from.















