Back in March of this year I went on my first trip with sweet Sleep to Transnistria. It was the first time I had ever done a mission trip to an “impovereshed nation”.In fact it was the first time I had ever done a mission trip. It turned out to be one of the most fantastic experiences of my life. I wrote a blog about it called crossing boarders about my experience and my anxiety of moving beyound the boarders of my comfor zone. I learned that like so many things in life most of our fears and worries are all in own head. A lot has happened to me to me this year; my studio was ruined in the flooding we had back in May, my parents relocated to Nashville from NJ and my brother’ condo building was destroyed in a fire. You’d think I’d have enough stress in my life for awhile. But here I am again back crossing this boarder into Transnistria, a place about as foriegn as it gets for me. (You know the Russian military guysin the fur hats with the AK-47s) But this time everthing is totally different. Instead of the worry of what lies ahead I am completely excited. Not just because I know what to expcect now not with just the food, and the h