I got back home yesterday after spending 5 days volunteering. My life has totally changed, and honestly, going there was probably the best decision I've ever made. Absolutely, I witnessed some surprising moments, and I also shared laughs with families who are incredibly brave and stand by each other through thick and thin.
I tried my hand at a little bit of everything. I drove around a lot from one camp to another, delivering blankets, water, rain ponchos, nappies, hygiene kits, and more. I got the boats to the shore and handed out dry socks to the kids. I gave hugs to those who were crying and in total shock. I had a little girl in my lap, giving her a warm hug while her mum took a break.
I had a night shift that was just wild—there was this crazy storm, pouring rain, and it was so cold! Searching for boats and getting one with just two friends in total darkness. It was tough and surprising, but once you get into it, all those nerves just fade away.

I had the chance to meet some incredible refugees. They were so kind and warm, and their gratitude was something I don't often see in the west. I met some amazing volunteers who have the kindest hearts.

I’ve shed a lot of tears, and it feels odd to settle down in my own home, but I’ve picked up a really important lesson, and I feel this intense urge to return. Absolutely, I had my fair share of concerns and plenty of questions before heading out. But everything was fine. It's really important to keep the volunteers safe. Everything went smoothly. It’s pretty chaotic down there, so just try to stay calm, take a step back, and keep your focus sharp.
You should definitely check it out if you’re considering it!