January 18b

January 18, 2010
I’ve been thinking about this entry for a week now and I think its just time I sit down and write it! It was terrible to leave my family in the states when I flew back to Honduras on the 10th. I cried like no grown man or woman should cry, and felt as if my insides were being torn out when I stopped hugging my mom to go into the airport. I said to my mom very strongly, “don’t let me do anything like this again!” There was some truth to it obviously, but also I think I was just emotionally overwhelmed with the task at hand.
When I arrived in San Pedro Sula at three o’clock in the morning I waited in line in customs and saw two smiling faces peering through the window… Yara and Emily had come to meet me at the airport. What a way to be welcomed back to Honduras! I had to wait in a long torturous line but finally I got to see them. It was so wonderful to have them arrive. They already had a taxi and we headed back to the house. Of course we had to catch up so I didn’t sleep until 5:30 AM! I slept till about noon and then around 2:30 when we get out of school, Dirian and Erika, my friends from Holy Family, came to the house to see me. It was so great to see them. We just sat in the living room chatting about the past three weeks.
Then later on I saw my neighbor friend again, went to the pulperia where they asked me about my vacation and where I’d been… I went to a restaurant on Tuesday and a friend of mine happened to be there… It was just all too wonderful. Excuse the Christian”y” lingo for a minute but God knew that coming back to Honduras was going to be very difficult after my wonderful time at home. I have no doubt that he blessed me for the transition. I have family here, I have friends here, and I have people who care about me and will help me in any situation I come across.
I can do this five more months… piece of cake!