I have missed kissing my cousin Bernadine who just turned three....
I have missed being able to go spend time with my Aunt and grandparents whenever I want.
I have missed walking through pregnancy with my dear sister and brother-in-law.
I have missed coffee dates with Rachel.
I have missed driving around jamming and taking spontaneous trips to see Hannah.
I have missed being goofy with Kelly.
I have missed family dinners with my second family. (The wonderful Gilbert clan)
I have missed long weekend trips to Texas to see my dad.
I have missed watching girly movies and deep conversations with my mother.
I have missed being the third wheel with my brother and his best friend Matt.
I have missed Ohio weather.
I have missed driving a car.
I have missed American food.
I have missed American music.
I have missed hearing people other than my co-workers speak English.
I have missed wearing clothes that don't have a hole in them.
BUT
I have fallen in love with the Vietnamese culture.
I have fallen in love with a bunch of adorable orphans.
I have learned what suffering looks like.
I have learned so much about myself.
I have a better head on my shoulders now then when I arrived.
I have a world of people back in the States anxiously awaiting my return.
I have four more months in Vietnam.
I have no idea whats next and that's okay.
