Thursday, September 27, 2012

homesick

Sometimes I get homesick. Mainly just for people that I know, to be close to people again, and have some form of familiarity. I don't usually get this way, but I've really been missing home and America lately. 
I miss the food, the feeling of being clean, people speaking english, my family, and friends. And so much more. 
This experience has been so much fun, don't get me wrong. But sometimes I wish I could just come home for the weekends. 
This weekend though was extra special. We went into the city, which finally opened my eyes to the beauty of this place. We walked around all day, which is my absolute favorite thing to do. I love walking without a plan, taking everything in around me. And there was a lot to take in. Lots of cathedrals, and tons of colorful buildings all around. 
My good friends from my home ward in Tucson are currently serving their mission HERE, in Ukraine. How amazing is that? So I've been in contact with them, trying to figure a time to meet up. They surprised me outside the opera house on saturday night! It was the best feeling ever. Seeing people that I know and love. Then we met again on sunday for church. Being a member of the tanque verde ward in Tucson, its traditional to not ever go to sunday school - so of course even all the way over in Ukraine we didn't go. We talked the entire hour and it was hard to drag away to the next hour of church. I loved loved loved talking to them and just being around them. It was the greatest thing in the whole world. I wish I could get that feeling everyday. 
I'll hopefully see them again. But for now I'm still in Kiev teaching away. My second week is almost over and I'm really happy about that. I've done way better this week, the kids were great with me and we had a lot of fun together. I learned to let things go and just go with the flow. I didn't worry about things and it made me much happier. 



[ I mean look at these kids, how could you not be happy with them for an hour everyday ]

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