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Monday, July 09, 2007

Home again

Hey y'all I'm home. But I dont wanna be. I mite be getting homeschooled bext year so i can finish school faster and go live in entabledaro, its in veracruz mexico. I met the most amazing people there. The pastor and his wife for one. They are both the pastors of the church in entabledaro. And their kids!! Oh jeez, I miss them all so much already. When I said goodbye the first time, I cried so hard. Then they surprised us by comming up to La Uno (the place we went after 5 days in entabledaro) and I got even closer to them, and so it was even harder to say good bye. I cried ten times harder becuase I know, If i dont work my butt off to save up money to go see them, it wont happen. And I want it to happen so badly.

I didn't speak their language [only a couple words], and they didn't speak mine [only a couple words too, we were both learning each others language], but we connected so easily! I'm going to learn spanish, so I can call Liz, I have every possible way of contact with them, without actually being with them. I have Liz's cell number, I have Liz's email, and Asa's, and I have Liz and Asa's adress for mail. I'm going to use an online translator to translate for me until I speak spanish tho.

Lizbeth, and Asaeal [the pastors], told me that "me casa, su casa" Their house is my house. They didn't want me to leave. They said that if I come to live in Entabledaro, I can live with them. And they want me to come for visits all the time, And stay with them. I would love to! I miss them all already.Liz gave me like... 10 hugs the night we were saying goodbye, becuase one of us would suck it up and stop crying, but then we'd see the other bawling, and it would make us cry all over again. It was really sad! If Asa found one of us crying, he would bring us over to the other one, and make us hug again. I never wanted to let go. She was like.. a second mother to me.. A best friend, An older sister. And they were all giving me gifts and stuff. Liz and Asa bought me a shirt, I told them not to, but they said it would help me to remember them. How could I say no to that?

The kids were the second hardest to say goodbye to. Abi, 6, Danna, 5, and Jarib (dont pronouce the b) 3. Danna was like clinging to me and not letting go, she didn't want us to leave. She wouldn't even let me put her down. I would go to put her down, and she would wrap her legs even tighter. I cried so hard saying goodbye to her.

Asa had already explained to the kids before hand what was going on, so they already knew. And they didn't seem to like it. Abby kept comming and standing in front of me when i didn't have Danna, and she would just lean into me, and give me these huge hugs. Or when I was sitting down, she would just run and jump onto my lap. I miss her so much. It was so hard to say goodbye to all her too. I cried so hard.

Jarib was already sleeping in the car, so I didn't get to say goodbye to her.. But I cried for her all the same. I miss everysingle one of them. and not being able to say goodbye to Jarib was the worst feeling ever.

Anyways, that was just what I was thinking about right now. I miss Entabledaro, and I AM going back there. Some time. I know this entry makes me sound like a wuss, but i dont really give a flying horses arsssee. I loved these people with all my heart, and I never wanted to leave them. Which is why I am moving up there and living with them. Its already been planned between me, Asa and Liz.

1 comment:

Sista Cala said...

When I read your expression about the flying horses arssee, I laughed out loud. My grandmother used that same expression with that same sound. She passed away last year. I miss her. You brought back some good times. Thanks.

That's not exactly good missionary lingo, though.