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Personal Narrative: My Return To Duquesne

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A friend helped me to seek admission to come to Duquesne. Originally, I came into U S for sabbatical renewal and after the course my congregation permitted me to study if I’ll have admission. Leaving home to a different and more complex culture was very challenging. I miss my biological and religious family a lot. Conscious that we are meant to be missionaries, I trust in God. Indeed his Graces are enough for me and is sustaining me. What I miss from home are my biological and religious family, friends and colleagues, our liturgy, food, social gatherings-celebrations. What I don’t miss is mosquitoes, too much rain and dust. I hope to gain a lots of experiences, knowing that there are many opportunities (different fields of interest). Back

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