Home has become a place called argentina....

[sushigrlsss]

i cant believe how different i am....

and its all god.

so we were flying in to beunos aires and as the plane touched down, i had this amazing sense of coming home. and then at the base, i actually deep in my heart have begun to see this place as HOME. not another country, not a place ill be for the next 7 months, but HOME.

and its all god.

because when i stepped on the plane to go to india, all i was thinking about was getting out of here, out of argentina, to hurry everything up so i could get to Washington and my water and my mountains. the thought that i had to come back here was one i chose not to think on a lot.

but then it all changed.

and maybe its cuz ive accepted that ill be here a while, or maybe not. I dunno. but ive realized that this is where i want to be for a while. a long while...

I dont want to live in the states.

i dont want to be in a place where only my language is spoken.

i dont want to go back to workschoolworkplaydriveworkpartychurch.

never.

wow- i cant believe what im saying!

its all god.