How I spent spring break 8: Places that are not my home

This has not been fun.

Okay, now that I've got that out of the way. Let me tell you what I'll remember after everything that's happened these past few months.

Kindness. Human kindness. 

I'm kind of amazed by this. For three months I live in these places that are not my home. I should be scared to death. I was scared to death. But these people -- who were roughly 99% of the people I met -- they got me through a lot with their kindness and humor and respect for my dignity. 

So in the long run, that overshadows the nightmare of that first day. It's that simple. And I am thankful.