This one started with a text

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Communication is easy these days. Everyone knows that. It continues to boggle my mind why there is so much miscommunication with the endless ways of reaching each other we currently can utilize. 

This story started with a simple text that created a bubble over my head that filled my entire house. Questions, thoughts, processing, probably even flight of ideas? 

"Any interest in going to Poland-Ukraine border camp?"

Wait. What? Yes. Of course. When? How? What would be doing? Is it safe? Does it matter when so many people aren't safe? Would we help? Who would we be going with? 

All of these questions would be answered, but I should rewind to my initial response: 

Yes of course.  A response that was automatic. I never considered "No thanks." "Maybe next time." I only immediately thought of all of the logistical things I needed to take care of. I walked into the living room and asked DG what he thought of me going to Poland to volunteer on the border after texting a friend asking if it would be ok if I missed his birthday evening. 

The next two surprise came rapid fire: DG asked if he could go. Birthday friend said that it was only OK if he went with me. 

People want to help. I am fortunate that I can. 

Three weeks later and here I am in Medyka, Poland immediately sp orientation