Back 2 Life in the U.S.

As of now I have been home nearly a week. I have adjusted to life back home pretty well, or at least alot better than I thought I would. It is still a daily process. I have to tell myself 2 or 3 times a day that I will be ok. I have taken a shower EVERYDAY since I have been home, it seems unreal. I still freak out everytime I see toilet paper in the comode and everytime I use toilet paper I want to put it in the trash can next to the comode, but then I remember that I can flush toilet paper in North America. For a little while I got so excited when I saw someone wearing a crimson Alabama football t-shirt, but then again I have to be reminded that I am in AL. The language differance was a little hard at first but I am back to English for now. I have not been sick at all since I have been home, and I just knew that I would get sick once I got home.

I also miss blogging. Yesterday I was constantly thinking "I have not blogged in 4 days. I need to blog." I think I may turn it into a weekly thing and just write about what God is doing in my life or some new things He is teaching me. I also learned how to knit while in Peru. I never thought I would pick up 2 new hobbies with this trip, but that is more than ok.

Over the past few days I have been busy, but that has been good. It has kept my mind off of Peru. I miss my teammates. It would not have bothered me to be in Peru for a longer term, but i know for now I have to be in the U.S to finish school and who knows what else.

I'm Home!

I left Peru at 11pm Sunday night and I arrived in Birmingham at 5pm Monday. I had to travel about 20 hours coming back, but really it did not seem like it. It really feels more like 8 hours of traveling. We got through customs and all security without any major problems.



ALL GLORY BE TO GOD!!!!!



It is so weird being the US now. I have gotten used to being a Peruvian. Whenever someone asks me a question my natural responce is to answer in Spanish, I freak out whenever I flush toilet paper (in South America you can not do that), and I know the language that everyone speaks. I just have to keep reminding myself that I will be ok. It was hard not to cry on the way home from the airport. Life as I have known it for the past 10 weeks is no more, but I have learned and seen some wonderful things.