I have never been a big movie watcher.

All through the late 90’s and early 2000’s, Boy Meets World and The Wonder Years was my daytime entertainment, and Nick at Night for…well, the night time. Now I’m not trying to sound like I was one of those cool hipsters who would… Read full post »

It was something out of a movie. Two flustered American girls chased a moving train, as their enormous luggage bounced behind them. I kid you not, Paige and I were certain at this point that we would miss our only ride to Goa; which ultimately meant we would miss our flight… Read full post »

Photo: Sangita Margarita, simply enjoying a beef stick on my bed. 

During our time at Auxilium Orphanage, Paige and I have grown extremely close with the girls. We have developed unique bonds with every girl, but in different ways; each relationship depends on the girl’s perso… Read full post »

As our days in Hassan dwindle, Paige and I still manage to keep ourselves busy—from a wedding, to visiting a student’s home—there is never a dull moment around here! One Sunday, a young, beautiful woman named Amu greeted us after mass with a wedding invitation. Although we’d n… Read full post »

Last Friday Paige and I experienced a most pleasant surprise. We had been told that the preserved body of St. Don Bosco (the patron saint of the youth) would be brought to Hassan for a mass and special viewing ceremony. Prior to our departure, Paige and I prepared ourselves mentally, physically… Read full post »

For the past month, Paige and I have anxiously awaited our weeklong trip to Delhi to visit her cousin Stacy, who works for the United Nations. Being with the girls at the orphanage 24/7 is such an amazing experience—but it also wears on us. We have been dying for English conversation… Read full post »

**This blog is from a couple weeks ago, but my blog about our week in Delhi will be up soon! J

Throughout our time in Hassan, Paige and I have been taken on various day trips. The most recent was to Mysore—now if that name sounds familiar to you, then… Read full post »

As Paige and I approach our month and a half mark in India, we have become accustomed to various lifestyle changes. Don't worry, we haven't stopped shaving our legs or washing hair--but we have become very open to the Indian culture and all it has to offer.

At first,  it was… Read full post »

In my very first blog (about beginning my life in India,)  I stated that I was hoping this adventure would help me to"blossom into myself." After only a month in, I seemed to have found my blossom...in more ways than one...

Coming back from a morning walk, Paige and I saw a… Read full post »

As the one-month mark quickly approaches, Paige and I have found ourselves completely settled, content and happy with our lives here in India. I can't say it was an easy adjustment; but now that we are in the swing of things, we have made lasting relationships with the sisters, children and… Read full post »

Everyone knows that after a great night of partying;  you suffer a hangover in the morning. After guiltlessly devouring a bowl of cookie dough;  an hour later you are curled up on the couch ready to vomit. It seems as if every high inevitably has a low. What I've experienced in In… Read full post »

**After an entire week of the Internet being down...I'm not really sure how to start this blog. It's amazing what happens in a day; so I'll try my best to summarize what's been going on the past week in India.

I once read that life is full of changing tides. It's our decision… Read full post »

When I decided to write a blog about volunteering in an Indian orphanage, I thought I would go about it with a poignant and sentimental voice. However, given my circumstances, I've discovered that being able to find a sense of humor in a place like this, is imperative for my sanity. I… Read full post »

Influential Journalist Anais Nin wrote, "And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."

I first read this quote in the prelude of Elizabeth Lesser's book Broken Open. I distinctly remember the way these words made me feel.  I… Read full post »