"I am on a plane back to Houston. It is so weird to think that just 24 hours ago I was in another country, another place and another world all together. I did not want to get out of bed yesterday morning. I wanted to stay, I just wanted one more day. I want jumping out of bed to see what the day would bring, I was slow and tired and not in the mood. When we got on the truck Adrianna and I saw Guermanie standing outside watching us. W both gave her a hug. It was so good to see her face and to actually say goodbye to her. No sad, mopey, long drawn out goodbyes, Guermanie is not like that and neither am I. When we got on the plane I already longed to go back. Take off was hard. As we passed the houses and stores and mountains I thought of all that we were leaving behind, the friends that have become part of our families, the lessons that have become part of our lives, and the culture that has become part of us. When we arrived in America and went through customs I was already experiencing culture shock. I was not used to the surroundings that have seemed to become foreign to me in just one week...
I am so thankful to God that I was able to experience this trip with these people. I am happy that the week did not feel like it went by too fast. I was able to enjoy it and do all that I could. Tomorrow, I go back to classes and my life before I left. But there are going to be changes. I just hope I don't forget my experiences there, what I saw and what I learned."
Here are a few pictures left out of my other blogs... one last glimpse of Haiti until next time...
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