In 1998 I went overseas to volunteer in a two-week archaeological dig in Valencia, Spain through Volunteers For Peace (VFP).
I met friends from Estonia, Poland, France, Spain, Russia, Portugal, and Denmark. I found out that mosquitos will pick me out of a group of 30 people to feast on (I am their caviar). I discovered that I can conquer my fear of heights (sort of). I learned that I was physically stronger than I had always thought. I found out was Valencian Baroque architecture was. I saw poverty that astonished me; and smiling, happy faces, despite their poverty.
I resolved to go back or at least to travel more, because it opened my eyes and my heart to the world around me. It was a special time, one I will carry with me always.
My life story will last 80 years or more (I hope). That is 80 years full of memories and valuable experiences. And my story is but one of billions of others also happening in my lifetime. And our stories in this lifetime are but a small part of the billions and billions that have passed out of existence.
How precious and rare we all are. Soak up this world!