Life After Peace Corps
A man
reaches a fork and does not know which path to follow,
“Where
do you want to go?” a stranger tries to help
“I
do not know” he says
“Then
it does not matter which road you choose, does it?”
One
year ago today, I was in Azerbaijan. It is hard to believe that it has been
nine months since I moved back to the US.
Unlike most of my Azeri 7 teammates, I already started a new life with a
new job at a new place. Most of the Azeri
7 are still trying to define their lives after Peace Corps; looking for a job, moving
in and out of their parents’ home, being a “couch potato” or continuing to
travel endlessly. The most dispiriting reality
is, some of them truly have no clue as what they are going to do next.
They
are the one at the cross road, trying to pick a path, but whatever path they
choose, it still lead them to nowhere. The
mistake is: before we choose a path, we
must have a goal. Once we know where we are
heading, take the right path and it will eventually lead us to our destinations.
While
we are on the path, we will encounter obstacles, detours, roadblocks and
sometimes rock falls. I had been there, made countless detours when
the path disappeared, got lost many times in darkness, fell down to a ditch, and
suffered bruises by rock falls, but I never lost sight of my goal. To be what I am today is not luck.
For
the AZ8 who are coming home soon. Take a
moment to define your goal; then a path will appear.
AZ
8, Welcome home!
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