“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life,” (Richard Bach). When I first landed in Balaka, my CorpsAfrica site, living with strangers in a different district felt impossible. Tears welled up as the car drove away, leaving me with unfamiliar faces, surrounded by language and cultural differences.

Homesickness and thoughts of quitting clouded my early days. But, something beautiful emerged over time, my host mother became more than a stranger; she became family. Her love, like that of a real mother, became my anchor.

In a surprisingly short span, our bond grew strong. My host mother wasn’t just talking to my real family; she was becoming a part of it. Her love is genuine, treating me like her own daughter. It’s an original kind of love that you can’t put a price on.

I’m incredibly grateful for this experience. No more homesickness. I decided to spend Christmas with my host mother, a choice I never thought I’d make when I first arrived. From strangers, we evolved into essential humans in each other’s lives.

I love her for many reasons. She taught me so much about her culture, a priceless lesson that goes beyond any classroom. The chores she patiently teaches me are more than just tasks; they are a connection to the heart of her daily life. And the love she gives is unconditional, expecting nothing in return.

I’m also grateful for my host mother’s support during work days. She attends meetings, helps me a lot during my integration phase, and is always ready for community work, like the community kitchen garden. I couldn’t have asked for a better host mother.

Beyond the personal growth, I appreciate being placed with someone so hardworking. Her dedication inspires me to always work hard, no matter where I am. She changed my views about the community. They are hardworking and, with the right guidance, capable of developing their community. This experience has shown me the strength and potential within people, and I’m grateful for my new family, my newfound home away from home. Mahatma Gandhi once said, “ The Best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.”