Well - I’ve been back for a week and a few days now. Of course, it has been all that I knew it would be. It’s funny: I’ve been a lot of places…even around the world, and yet I find one thing strangely funny - coming home never gets old. Same faces, same places, same problems…and yet I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I got to spend some time with my cousin Miguel and his friend Trae. I ate some wonderful friend chicken prepared by my Mother, and some wonderful macaroni and cheese by my grandmother. I stayed home Sunday night and came to Arkadelphia Monday. I came home to a spotless room (b/c of my roommate Tyler…more on that later) and lots of hugs and love from friends at school.
About Tyler - he freaking cleaned up my room…dude, my room! Like washed my sheets, dusted the armoire (sp?), organized stuff, and the whole bit. Honestly, he’s an amazing friend and man of God. I’m really lucky that he’s my roommate.
I have so much to say - but God’s been waiting all to talk to me. I think I’d better go listen. Love you friends.
SRay
