Sitting in a quiet coffee shop off the streets of a small town in northeast Pennsylvania, I find myself looking back daily on my experiences of Ethiopia. I was only there for a mere month, but my experiences there have caused me to meditate often. For months after I came back, I was fully unaware of how to express my time there. There were so many fierce, mixed, and overwhelming emotions erupting out of me, minute by minute. Almost a year later, I have (finally) decided to start a new method to presenting my time spent there. Rather than blurting out every story in one page, I’ve decided to focus on one story at a time. I only hope it may cause you to pause in your busy schedule to stop, run, breathe, and begin again.