8.14.09

Hey! I'm so sorry I haven't posted anything in a while. Things have been a little hectic here. But good!

For my birthday, as I mentioned earlier, my grandparents brought me to Kansas for my birthday (I grew up there, but now I live in Florida). So last Tuesday, I flew here to Kansas and spent time with family and friends. I've had a blast! Seeing everyone was fantastic. But a couple of days ago, I started feeling pretty homesick.

I suppose I learned what Dorothy (Wizard of Oz, ironically. If I had a dollar for every Wizard of Oz comment I've received....) learned. Home is where the heart is. I don't mean to be cheesy, but it's true. Let me explain.

I love Kansas. I mean, I really do. I adore the scenery; the trees and fields and stuff. All of my family is here, as well as old friends. But all this time, my heart's been in Florida with the people there (okay, specifically one person, haha). So, I suppose for now, my home is in Florida. The land of Oz is wonderful, but I can't stay there if my heart's somewhere else.

I realized this a couple of days ago, and have been earnest to get home ever since. Two nights ago, I cried and cried because I missed home (other things too, actually, but that's irrelevant). Last night, my mom and I (yes, over 1400 miles) looked online to see if I could come home sooner, like Saturday instead of my already booked flight on Tuesday. But after much searching, we realized it was much too expensive to do that. We simply didn't have the money. After I got off the phone with her, I was crying. "I just want to go home." But I was stuck. In my mind I was like, "There's no place like home, there's no place like home....".

By the time I went to bed (around 1:30am) I felt a little more trusting and said, "Ok, God, I'm not bribing you, but here's how it is. If you don't bring me home, I will either believe you have better plans, or thing you don't care that much about this. But I can tell you, I'll probably choose the latter." Though I was sad, I had a feeling God would take care of things the best way.

This morning, my mom woke me up with a phone call saying, "Do you want to leave on the 12:30 flight or the 7:15 flight today to come home?" My mind doesn't work in the morning, so I said, "Whaaaah?" and she explained that my grandparents knew I was homesick and they insisted to pay to change my flight. I was (am) so happy!

So now, I'm at my grandparents house waiting to leave for the airport in a few hours. Let me tell you, this trip was itself a miracle. I'm SO glad I came. So, I suppose, the way here was a miracle, and now the way home is also. Why does God bless me so often? Don't ask me. I don't know. It doesn't make sense.

So anyway! If you are wondering how my 16th birthday went (it was July 31), it was amazing! I loved it. Here are some pictures above!

Love you! xoxo