Well back in America, on my own bed for the first time… How strange it is to be here. I just spent the last 2 months with the most amazing people ever. Now I am home in an unfamilure place. So really where is home?? Answer to that is: Where God takes me. But to be back in America feels unfamilure and odd. I miss the smells of Africa, and the people we encountered. The family that I gained is now all back to their homes and lives. So time moves on and so does our lives. But one thing I am sure of is how I now have a new family that even though we are not together all the time we will always be there for each other. So Yes I am glad to be home. But I do miss the things I had this summer. It is time to get used to America and all I have here. Even if it takes awhile. God has changed me so much this summer and he will continue to do that this year. I know he has a plan for me and he is going to change my heart even more. So I can't wait to see what will happen. I fell in love with Africa and doing mission work in other countries. Who knows this may be the beggining to a new life. I am so thankful for the summer I had. I couldn't have asked for a better time. So thank you to everyone who supported me, and everyone who was praying for us all. We really needed it.
