Africa...**Sigh**

It has been two days since I arrived home, the memories of Africa are still fresh in my mind. I love being home, seeing my family every day, talking with friends, driving around places, but oh how I miss Africa...I truly fell in love with it while I was there. I constantly catch myself thinking about how different things would be if I were still there. I compare things daily, and though there are things here that I'm glad to come back to I miss the simplicity of living in Africa. No pressure to constantly have your phone, no buildings blocking gorgeous views, no cold weather, no selfishness, no distance from people. I find myself wanting to go back to habits I made while there. I want to walk up to everyone and shake their hand and say Amahoro, I want to eat some rice and beans, I want to go hang out with all the kids and put on a VBS with them, I want to hold Shiloh, I want to cut open a passion fruit, I want to walk around a village, I want to go visit the momma and her twins, I want to wake up to the sun shining and the birds singing. I think of things I want to do here but can't because the culture is just so different. I love the people here but have found that I love Africa more than America. My heart is longing to return already and I hope to someday! Until then I will continue to shine my light here and spend time with those who I love! It's been amazing being home and talking with my mom again as well as cuddling with my overjoyed sisters! I've entered back into my comfort zone and feel at peace! Thank you all for traveling prayers, everything went great! Thanks for listening to the yearning of a 17 year old girl who misses Africa! Goodnight all!