I met my younger self for coffee. We were both late. Her nails were perfectly manicured, makeup flawlessly applied, and hair meticulously...

Life in Haiti after that began to feel a bit redundant and mundane. Every morning, I would walk to work, sit through the morning prayer...

While living in Haiti often felt like a dream, it was equally filled with intense challenges. The heat, for one, was relentless. I didn’t...

*** I have changed the names in this story for privacy purposes*** In my second year of college, I found an organization in Haiti that...