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Machu Picchu in 2002; Age 18 |
It has now been 7 years since the last time I was in Peru. In that time I completed a degree in International Studies at UCSD, held a variety of jobs both related to my degree and not, traveled to various other places and parts of the world, hiked the Pacific Crest Trail with the man that became my husband, worked on a farm in Hawaii and most recently I have begun to pursue a degree in nursing. I hope to combine my background in International Studies with the skills of a nurse to do exactly the kind of work this medical mission intends. So when my aunt (a doctor at UCSF) called me several months ago to tell me about a medical mission organized by her colleague Rosa Ten in the part of Peru I know best, about her own plans to participate and about how she would need an interpreter . . . just imagine how long it took for me to make the decision to come along!
Deep thanks to Dr. Rosa Ten for organizing this trip, for providing this unique opportunity for us all to be a part of something meaningful and greater than ourselves, and for all the work she has done for the people of Peru by returning every year (for nearly ten years now!) . . . she is an inspiration and a shining example of genuine human being.