Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me,

Oh goodness. Freshman me. Just as awkward, far more innocent, so much more judgemental and insecure. Sweet, shy, ridiculous freshman me. Here are some things you should know:

-- Learn to love the States. I know you struggle with fitting in right now, and you struggle with anger towards most of the people in this country, but they know not what they do. They don't know about the people living under the caste system. They haven't experienced the crowds of Commercial Street or the monsoon season or pain of leaving your friends in a different country. They have not met the girls orphaned or abandoned in villages. They haven't sat through traffic for two hours in order to get to youth group. They will want a 30-second description of two years of your life, and you will want to hate them for that. I promise, I promise you it gets better. Remember: But for the grace of God, you could be where they are. The problems and blessings in the States will take a lot of re-learning, but they are there. Every country is flawed, every people group is flawed, and yet there is still beauty in all of them. It will take a while to feel like you belong here, and for that I am sorry.

-- Make good girl friends. And good guy friends. Just make friends. Be kind and don't prejudge people. The kids who annoyed you to no end sophomore might be your good friends senior year. Let them grow up. Heck, let yourself grow up.

-- Accept that no one is perfect. Not you, not your friends, not your teachers, not your parents. Everyone messes up, so give grace.

-- Don't just complain about things you dislike. Work on changing it if you can, and if you can't change it then suck it up and move on.

-- Sophomore year will be basically awful, but focus on the good things. Mrs. B, your new friends, dancing in the "Marian Librarian" scene, Jahn, The Name of the Wind, Newspaper, Concert Choir... It's not all bad. You'll grow and learn a lot this year, in spite of -- or really because of  -- the fact that it's mostly horrible.

-- Try new things. Do a sport. Try art. Let yourself be bad at things for the sake of learning. You might find out you love (and kind of hate) swimming or something.

-- Be silly and goofy. Don't worry about what people think. You'll be far happier if you just do what you want. Laugh at your mistakes and awkward moments. Store up embarrassing stories, because they make great ice breakers. Just accept that you are an awkward, clumsy human who can't do phone calls properly and spills everything and is just generally awkward.

-- Within the confines of the law and your parents' wishes, do crazy, stupid things. Be careful, but don't be fearful.

-- Don't get wrapped up in your friends' boy drama. Just don't. Be there for them, absolutely. But don't get sucked into the cycle of love and heartbreak.

-- Don't get wrapped up in your own boy drama. I don't mean "Swear off boys/dating completely." I mean, don't let youself become consumed by a boy at this point. Be wise. Pray through everything. Be cautious with whom you allow your heart. Some guys suck, and others just aren't right for you. It's okay to make mistakes, it's okay to try, it's okay for your heart to leap and for you to giggle with happiness after your first kiss or to cry after a breakup. But know who you are in Christ and know that no boy is perfect. None can "complete" you. Only Jesus can.

-- It's okay to let your friendships change over the years. It's okay to let go of people who aren't healthy for you to be around. Surround yourself with people who bring you joy and help you become a better person.

-- Embrace the geek within you. Own the fact that you play DragonVale and ship Dramione and listen to musicals about American history and read more than you work out and can quote Doctor Who and love Benedict Cumberbatch. Geek will be cool in a couple years. Or at least cooler. Well. At least not weird.

-- Your relationships are more important than your grades. Sometimes you need to get out and chill in Kris's basement or Ellen's backyard and just talk about stuff instead of doing a Government study guide. That being said, don't just blow off your grades completely. Turn off Netflix and do your math homework. Seriously.

-- Get Spotify asap. You will love it. Listen to all sorts of music and become somewhat familar with popular songs/dances. Dance parties are bonding experiences, and a decent Charleston can get you far in life.

-- Be grateful for the opportunities you get. Because you will have some fabulous opportunities. You will meet amazing people and be a part of amazing things and go amazing places. So take a moment and be thankful for them.

-- Get off your phone/computer/etc. sometimes. It's good for your soul.

-- Make your relationship with God a priority. Be a person after God's heart. "Improve your serve." This one actually takes you a long time to learn, but work at it. Love God, love people. Sounds simple, until you have to do Chemistry homework and memorize the presidents and make notecards for a research paper and work on musical stuff. Those things will alllll fade away, Addi. Christ and people will not.

-- Don't overcommit. Say no sometimes. It's good for you. It's hard, but it's good.

-- It's okay to cry during all movies ever. And all books. Which is good, because you do. Just go with it. If you're lucky, as cute boy will take pity on you and let you cry into his shoulder. (Just kidding. That never happens. You just cry alone over Harry Potter and eat ice cream.)

-- Do not place your value in your grades, your popularity, your talents, your looks, your likes on social media, your "spiritual-ness," or basically anything outside of the fact of knowing that you are fearfully and wonderfully made. Don't fall into a comparison trap. Place your self-esteem in the fact that you are God's child and He has created you. Other's opinions of you -- and even your opinions of yourself -- will change, but God's love will not. I cannot even explain to you how important this is.

-- Don't ask boys what they're laughing about, especially if/when you're good enough friends that they'll actually tell you. You don't want to know. Trust me. 

Senior Year and Stuff

First, I solemnly promise to post the last part of the Road Trip Series really, really soon.

Second, school has started.

And I really like it.

Not all of it. I do not like Personal Finance in the slightest, and staying awake through English on block days is one of the most challenging things ever, but...

For the most part, I'm very, very happy at school.

There are so many wonderful people at school, and so many wonderful things to learn, and experiences to be had and conversations to be held and every morning just seems so optimistic.

It's weird.

But golly, the past two weeks have been almost completely golden.

So. Many. Fun. Classes.

Ministry and Missions, Systematic Theology, Concert Choir and Madrigals, Music Theory, College English, even Government is kind of interesting. And AP Statistics is... bearable.

And there's so many people to talk to!

We had three days of school before leaving on senior trip. And senior trip was surprisingly fun. I really think the only thing most people got out of it was closer/new friendships, but I also know that some people were very much impacted by it. I just really loved hanging out with my friends, and with people who weren't really my friends before the trip. We did flips off diving boards, ziplined, jumped off the high dive, did the barn swing dozens of times, talked and worshiped and "bonded." And it was great.

The ride home, however... well, let's just say that 7+ hours on a bus with over forty other girls does not bring out the best in people. I mostly hid under a blanket fort with Ellen and listened to music.

But I liked the trip for the most part. There were too many athletic activities and too much segregation between the guys and girls, but overall, I had a lot of fun. And we came up with some bomb-awesome ideas for making senior year rock, several of which we have already implemented. Also, worship with that group? A-freaking-mazing. So many kids in our class are musically talented, and when everyone is channeling that towards God, it's so so so so cool.

This week has been mostly us figuring out school, since we barely had time last week. I've learned that we will get very, very little done it Stats, and get a heck of a lot done in music theory.

Music theory is just me and two guys (whom I like very much) and we are, um, a little competitive. Which is great, because we gets loads done very quickly and we're pushing each other to get better. But, it's also a wee bit scary because there are days when I think Oh gosh, we will not all make it out as friends. Let's just say we are all very smart and very used to being the smartest. At least it keeps things interesting, and if we make it out alive, I think we will all be better for this healthy competition.

Thursday afternoon, several senior girls stayed after school and covered the mirrors in two of the bathrooms with brown paper. We then proceeded to write on the paper. We wrote verses, song lyrics, quotes, all sorts of random things. Some were heartfelt, some were funny, but they all celebrated beauty that goes beyond what someone looks like. We wrote about being a strong woman, about being made in the image of God, of being wonderful and loved and valued. And I think it may have been more meaningful for us seniors who made it than any of the underclassmen who saw it.

Thursday was also Sonic's annual $0.50 corn dog day, so before we started working, Sofia and I drove to Sonic and got fifteen corn-dogs. It was glorious, and we thought it was hilarious. The guy who took our order was a little surprised by how many we wanted. They were delicious corn dogs, too.

Friday night absolutely wonderful. It was Final Friday, so Holly and I dropped by R Coffee Shop to see Maddie's artwork before it was moved/sold. It was amazing art, and an adorable shop, and really good coffee. Then we went to Sonic, got kids' grilled cheeses with tots, and headed to Trinity for the soccer game. We saw about twenty minutes of the game before it stopped for lightning. My dearest Laura was at the game, as Trinity was playing her school, so I chatted with her as we waited to find out what everyone else was going to do. We decided to head to someone's house for swing dancing. Well, we decide this, and suddenly it's pouring. Buckets of rain fall from the sky, and we are drenched in seconds. And obviously we have to sprint to our car, which about as far away as we could have parked, and everyone is screaming with delighted shock and we're running through puddles, avoiding cars, cheering and gasping and feeling suddenly, exquisitely vibrant and young. So we run, and Laura ends up in our car and we're shaking with cold and blasting the Black Keys and trying to find her parents. We find their car and drop her off and yell goodbye and exchange phone numbers with the promise to hang out soon.

Then Holly and I drive to the swing dancing party. It was a small party, really just us, five boys and six-ish other girls. But it was lovely. We played music and danced in the backyard on the basketball court and ate Chex Mix with M&Ms. I was getting fairly decent at it by the end of the evening. There is something so fun about swing dancing. It's so fast, and takes so much energy, and I mess up so much (sorry, Devin and Ethan), but it's so fun and relaxed. My goal is to be fairly competent by Barn Dance.

As the night wore on, we all got exhausted, and wound up sitting around a fire pit singing. Isaac brought his violin, Will had his guitar, and Ethan had his ukulele and an impromptu jam session happened. Will sang Untitled by Matt Corby and... wow. The feels.

Holly and I stayed until a little after midnight, singing and talking and dancing. It was really, really great. I was kind of surprised how much fun I had, since none of my "usual" friends were there. But it was nice to branch out, and amazing to get to practice dancing all night, and the jam/worship session at the end was just... Mmm. Yas. It was a good, good night.

So all in all? I'm so optimistic about this year. I have been blessed with someone wonderful friends and fabulous teachers, and I get to learn about things I actually care about.

Senior year, let's go.

Thoughts on Psych

Psychology interests me so much. I want to study it and try to help people with mental disorders. I’m pretty sure this is the only thing I have wanted to research in my entire life.

Take schizophrenia. It is terrifying and fascinating at the same time.

I would love to learn more about it. While most disorders are (mostly) figured out, and what is causing them can (usually) be figured out, schizophrenia is a mystery. No pattern has revealed itself.

Which is scary. But it also makes me extremely curious.

Schizophrenia changes how I look at things, in a way. What does this mean for little kids and imaginary friends? Are they actually seeing things, or is just a fantasy of their intentional creation? Does it matter? How does an outsider know?

And how is it caused? Are people born with something in their brain that makes them schizophrenic, or is it caused by external circumstances? Is there a way to find out? And how can we tell if something is demon attack or a brain malfunction?

Is there a way to the make the medication so it doesn’t have such difficult side effects?

I want to learn more about this and try to understand it, so we can fix it. I am sure that hundreds of studies have been done on this, but I still want to do something.  

"It's Not You, It's the Culture."

Life is weird.

People are weird.

Societal norms are weird.

I am someone who usually goes without makeup. Because I am lazy.

And so on the off day when I do put on makeup, I get so. many. compliments. Seriously. Not that nobody ever says anything nice on normal days, but it astounds me every time how many people are like "Wow, Addi, you look really pretty today."

And it's not like I care, or at least not enough to wake up earlier every day so I can fix my hair and put on makeup.

I just find it interesting. Do I really look so different? (Yes, actually, I do. I know that.)

I was remarking on this to Maddie, and she said "It's not you, it's the culture." Which I knew, but it just struck me.

Our world is weird. 

"A Lot to Think About"

I know I said three weeks, but I'm just saying "Screw math" and writing this now.
You really don't have to read it. It's not eloquent or pretty, it's mostly me trying to get stuff OUT OF MY HEAD so there's spaced for Algebra tests and Chemistry homework and Newspaper stories.

A bit of what's on my mind:
~ 80s music and comic books (don't ask).
~ Picking out next year's classes. It's actually quite stressful, because COLLEGE COURSES. WHAT THE HECK I'M NOT READY FOR ANYTHING TO DO WITH COLLEGE.
~ Abortion and my anger about the fact that is so accepted in our culture. Seriously, I could rant about this. A lot. It's hard to be forgiving and righteously freaking furious at the same time, but I feel like I have to be. My heart kinda got destroyed by this a couple weeks ago.
~ Sex, and how we are totally lied to about it in our culture. (Am I allowed to use that word? I'm going with yes. My blog, my rules.) And love, too. (Can you guess what we're talking about in Spiritual Formations?)
~ Stuff I'm not actually allowed to to talk about yet (or maybe ever).
~ I need to drive. Annnnnd I still hate driving.
~ The school system really is awful. (I designed a completely new one a few days ago. I think it'll work.)
~ Freaking finals are coming up.
~ I am constantly tired. Always.
~ I really hate how big the earth is sometimes. And time differences. And it's just... Bugging me, right now. I can deal, I have dealt, I will keep dealing. I just wish it was different.
~ I have no idea what to do with my life. I know I want to write, to travel, to love, to worship, and to serve, but I don't know how or what that will entail.
~ Physical limits in relationships are easy. Emotional limits are really hard. Like, how much do you say? I just don't know what I'm doing (shocking, I know).
~ I want change and it terrifies me at the same time.
~ Cuss words. I do not understand this. I don't know why there is such a thing.
~ I hate talking about stuff that's important to me. But I don't like small talk either. There's this middle area, of stuff that's real, but not... Really close to my heart. If that makes sense.
~ Relient K understands me.
~ I just want it to be summer. I need Lilli time and books and swimming and flip-flops.
~ Please tell me everyone else is faking this whole "life together" thing. It's not even bad, I'm just so overwhelmed and I really don't know what I'm doing. This is not an exaggeration.

Honestly, take very little notice of this post. I just need to write some things down and get them out of my head.

Tech Week -- Music Man

I am so tired. It's mostly my own fault for staying up till 1:30 am on a school night. During Tech Week.
I was reading The Wise Man's Fear, which is a brilliant book. Third one NOW, please.

Story of my LIFE. All credit to MartAiConan on Deviant

So, yeah.
We just had our first show and I'm doing homework.
It's 12:15 am.
I hate research papers.
Bye.

Homecoming.

So homecoming was like... two weeks ago? I think so.
Anywho.
Here's some of the pictures I found. :D

 Me and the lovely Emmalie. 

 I looooved the gloves. Grandma got them for me, and I got so many compliments on them. Thanks, grandma. :D

Our attempt to look glamorous. Not sure how well it worked...

Us and Mrs. B. We loooove her so much. Greatest teacher. We'll miss her next year. :(

:D 

 We kinda looked like Christmas... oh, well. We were a hawt Christmas. ;)

This is my favorite picture. Dat photobomb. xD

This Has Been the Most Stressful Week of the School Year.

I swear it has.

Next week should be, with stuff every night after school and last minute homecoming business to take care of, but it's honestly too fun to be stressful.

This week, on the other hand, sucks.

Teachers are cramming in as much homework and as many tests as possible. Sleep is a joke. Girls who haven't been asked are sorely feeling it now. [Not me, mind you. I'm so glad I didn't get asked, especially after certain drama in the past couple days.] Math is killer hard right now. Newspapers have to be printed, the court must be voted on, shoes must be bought, the Open House must be taken care of, skits have to be rehearsed.

On top of all that, CYT started back up again this week. Auditions are Friday, and all three of the littles are auditioning.

I am not.

I was going to, until about two weeks ago, when I realized "I can't take anymore on." So I told Mom and she was like "Are you sure?" and I was like "Yeah. Maybe I'll get a job." and she was like "Okay...."

And then CYT classes started Tuesday [which I didn't go to, I was at the Open House] and Mom texts me during school "You should audition."
Me: Why?
Her: Because then the whole family will be involved.
Me: I don't know...
Her: I'll sign you up and you can cancel.
Me: Okay....

So she signed me up.

Last night we were talking about it and I tried to pull out an audition song and I kinda just fell apart.

We decided I couldn't add something else to my already sleep-deprived life. >_>

Despite being way, way, way crazier, I am of the opinion that second semester is way more fun than first semester. Because your friendships are stronger, you're more involved in things, and you're less mad about new rules.

And Spirit Week. :DD 

No Time.

I'll be quick, because I have a lot of Algebra 2 homework and an essay to write for Chemistry.

This weekend was mucho bueno. Rehearsals, a birthday party at Skywalkers (which was epic!), Eight Oaks, more rehearsal, sleep, Merlin, and books. 

Yeah, that was great. :) exhausting, though. I fell asleep at 5:30 pm on Saturday. Which is like seven hours earlier than usual. 

School is... Rough. Idk, it's not really hard. It's just tedious. And I don't feel like I'm getting anything out of it. 

Well. 

When I say school, I basically mean everything except Spanish, Newspaper, Choir, and Apologetics. I have no issue with those. 

It's just a pain to get up and go to school and do almost nothing all day. And yet I'm exhausted when I get home.

And still have a bunch of homework to do. 

High school stinks. 

-_- 

On the bright side, without TA I wouldn't have a lot of my friends, and small groups, and chapel, and Eight Oaks. All of which I looooooove. 

I NEED A JOB. HOLY COW. 

I need money for fun stuff, yeah, but now I need it for Eight Oaks, and a car, and books. 

But I literally do not have time for a job. Like, it's 6:20, and I'm putting off some serious homework so I can blog. 

Saturdays I'm at rehearsal or Eight Oaks. After school is more rehearsal and homework. Sunday is basically the only day I get to myself, and then I'm at church and then doing more homework. 

I try to read before I sleep, but I've still only finished like one or two books in September. 

And it's just aaaaaaagggggghhhhhhh. 

Maybe once Drood is over I can scope out some bookstores that would hire me. 

Or Starbucks. 

Adios. Good luck with school. :P

Busy, busy, busy.

Okay, I just need to sit and write for a few minutes. My homework is waiting, and it's a really bad idea to put it off, but seriously. I need to get some words out of me.

Where to start??

Well, Kensi has now been ten for a whole week. I don't know why, but this thought FREAKS ME OUT. I feel old, and I kinda understand mi madre crying when I started high school. I'm not about to start crying, but still. Kensi's sick now, with strep. Holly had strep last weekend, but she's doing a lot better. :)

Homecoming is a week from Saturday!!! AHHHH I'M SOO EXCITED!! :D Spirit week is all next week, and it'll be sooo much fun.
Yes, I got asked to homecoming. ;] My friend Silas asked me Tuesday. Him and like 5 or 6 of our friends went to the office, asked the people who worked in there to ask me to come to the office, and then hid. So when I walked in, they all jumped out and yelled, "SURPRISE!!" and I got the very pretty flowers in the picture and he asked me. It was really cute. :D

(Sorry it's not a very good picture. iPods aren't the best for photography.)

Hmm... Stories are kind of on pause right now, because of Spirit Week. They're having meetings like every other night, and I have Fiddler rehearsal on the other nights, plus homework, sooo I'm kinda swamped. :P It's hectic right now.

I have a rather long to do list wqaiting for me, so I need to go.

Adios,
Addi Grace

First Home Game!!!

It's my school's first home football game of the season tonight!!! :D I'm pretty excited. Right now I'm sitting in a little sandwich shop downtown. Then we'll go home, pack stuff up to go to our grandparents house for the weekend, and I'll go to the game. It'll be sooooo much fun!!! 

Addi's Current Favs

I am a dork. I love posting these. xD

VERY true

Pinterest.
Technically, I do not have an account, which requires Facebook, which I'm not allowed to get. But I follow my friend's boards and, OMC, I want one so bad. :P The problem is I would get sooo addicted. :P

Legolas = Epic

Archery.
I love it. Dad, Mac and I take a class on Tuesdays, and it is a ton of fun. It's pretty epic feeling. ^_^

Wednesdays.
At school, we have "block days" on Wednesdays and Thursdays. It basically means we have only four classes instead of eight. Sounds tedious, but I love it. Wednesdays I have my fun classes, Bible, English, Intro to Theater and Spanish, plus chapel. My school's chapel is AMAZING.
I loved today's especially. We sang this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uumI-PdeZzY (Beautiful Things by Gungor)
There was a harp, mandolin, and violin, as well as guitar, drums, voices, keyboard, etc. It was beautiful. The speaker's message linked back to as well, which was awesome.
He talked about whatever pain or struggle we might be going through, it's just part of the process of God making us something perfect for His glory. He's making us beautiful.
 I just want to leave y'all with that. :)

Wild Goose Chase

Saturday night was the first major event for my school, (well, besides school starting). It's basically a huge scavenger hunt all over the city, ending up at a party.
May I say right now: IT WAS EPIC. I had sooo much fun hanging out with my friends, cranking up the radio and singing along, goofing off, getting into the competition...
The theme this year was comics, and everyone dressed up. It varied from superhero t-shirts to full out Mario costumes. I wore a superhero t-shirt. :)
We all ended up at the ice skating rink, which was really fun. I hadn't ice skated in a long time, and I was pretty surprised at how easy it felt. It was really fun to skate around with my friends. I would post pictures, but I failed and didn't take any.
Summary: Wild Goose Chase = EPICNESS. Savvy? ;D

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO.... ME!!!!

Woot, woot! Today was my birthday and the first day of school! I was crazy nervous, but I survived! And I managed to get my locker open THREE WHOLE TIMES WITHOUT HELP! I am quite proud of this magnificent feat.
To start from the beginning:
We had breakfast at Starbucks. :) (frappichino and coffee cake, my friend. It was delicious)<br>
Then we drove to school. And a LOT of seniors, juniors and a couple sophomores were standing on the sidewalk as we drove up to the building, with signs and screaming. I waved awkwardly. When we actually got to the doors, more older kids had a tunnel with their hands that I ran through. Inside, there were a lot of freshmen standing around awkwardly not knowing what to do. After a couple minutes, we were directed to the auditorium by the ambassadors (older kids). The Principal talked to us, the Student Council President talked, they did a little skit. It was highly amusing.
We went to our classes for twenty minutes each, so the teachers could help us find the rooms and get to know the teachers and other kids.
Then was the most interesting part of the day- Lunch.
Somebody (my amazing aunt) dropped off a present for me at school, and a lunch I suddenly hear, "It's Addison Herndon's birthday! Addison, come up here!" And so I went to the front of the commons and stood on a chair and they sang Happy Birthday. It was slightly awkward, but fun at the same time. They gave me Aunt Mimi's present, which was a HUGE basket with a ton of cookies in it. Her note: p.s. do NOT leave any cookies for me!
We did eat quite a few. :)
The rest went down pretty much the same way.
The day made me really excited for the school year, and I love the people. 

Sleepovers, Parties and Math

I'm in the car on the way home, with Lilli next to me. Yet another sleepover! :)
Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY CREY!! He's 12 today. :D
Tomorrow I have to take a math placement test for school. How fun. -_-
Annd my phones about to die so I'm gonna cut this post short.

Moving out

Well y'all, today's the day we actually leave our house. The flight back home is in less than a week. Our house is sorted, packed and a bit messy. In just a few minutes the guys will come to pack and collect out stuff for shipping.
We'll go to a hotel later, but we'll still hang out here at the house in the next week. It's a really, really, really weird feeling. I still don't believe I'm actually moving in just a few days. Is this how it felt the first time? I honestly can't remember. I'm definitely looking forward to seeing my friends and family again, within the next three weeks!! Yay!!
One a less happy note (to put it mildly) moving back also means saying goodbye to all the amazing people we've met here. They have seriously impacted me, some just a little and others a LOT. I've really learned from these people, and I hope I never forget the lessons they have taught me. <3
Some of you may know, Dad has to come back to Bangalore for about a month. :( so he's coming back with us, helping us get settled, then flying back to India. We're all pretty bummed about that.
Another thing is, I'm officially going to school this year!! My traveling chapter of my life will end, and the high school one will begin. Scary thought. I've only been to "real school" one year in my life and that was second grade. So I'm pretty nervous, but excited too. Ok, so I'm really nervous. I honestly don't feel like I can handle it. Pray that I'll get through the next four years. :P ;)

[A little while later...]
The packing dudes have come. There is a moving truck outside my house!! I've never had a moving truck outside my house, the closest thing was the teeny tiny U-haul that took our stuff to the airport. So it feels odd. Haha.
And while the packing dudes are packing, some other guys who bought our beds are taking them. So the house is CrAzY.

[Quite a bit later...]
Holly, Mom and I are hanging out in the hotel. We brought the stuff, checked in, and made sure our favorite channel was in the TV. xD (the main shows are Masterchef Australia and White Collar)

Anyways, this was a pretty long post. I'll wrap it up here with a few prayer requests:
First, obviously we're leaving the country soon, and we still have quite a bit to get done. Please pray everything will get done and settled without any crazy complications.
And to extend on that, when we do get back to the States, we're gonna be dealing with jet lag, culture shock and the fact that we have to move back into our house. So, pray that we'll be able to handle all the chaos and go quickly and smoothly.
And finally, one not about us. A little boy we know is really sick. He had to go the hospital and have a blood transfusion. He's doing a bit better, but please pray he will get well quickly and that it won't be terribly expensive.
Thanks y'all!!
Have a nice day!!