Oh, say can you see..

I have been back for a couple days now and sleep schedule is starting to get on track ( i hope) I am actually awake very early right now typing this after going to bed at 1am. While typing this I began to eat a banana my mom had sitting on the counter. Perviosly, before going to the PHilippines, I hated bananas. I ate several everyday i was there. For some reason i thought if it didin't taste the same i could at least convince myslef.... i will NOT finish this banana that is now half eaten and turning brown sitting next to the keyboard. But remind me to pick it up when I am done here so my mom won't get upset. All right... about the trip back... I flew early in the morning accompanied by MANY of my great friends that i had made both the other volunteers and many of the Filipinos in my area i have become very attached to. Once arriving at the airport close to 30 of the Deaf kids were there already holding a farwell banner for me. It was a really tough farwell. I flew to Manila and had to spend the night there. At that point i just want to fly straight to the US instead of prolonging the inevitable. I cried the entire plane ride to Manila. Once i arrived it was very hot and NOT raining there. The family i stayed with was very nice and took really good care of me. They have two maids that live with them and I connected with them right away. I had to exchange information and everything. One of thier friends came over because they were told he was Bi-polar and they wanted me to tell them if it was true or not. I was not up to that challenge. I just wanted to decompress everything before i took my trip back to the USA. But he came over and... to make this quick... he IS Bi-polar. The flight back home there was a young Filipino boy, ok he was 21 so younger than me, who was moving to the states to live with his mom. It was his first time out of the Philppines and he was very excited to see the US. We talked about the differences and i felt i was preparing him well. Every hour or so i would lean over and tell him how excited i was for him to see snow for the first time. I can assure you after awhile... i was way more excited than he was. When we landed I safley found my luggage and Khris found his. It was an easy task to find my family and Josh who were waiting on the other side. Khris came with us to eat before his next flight. We brought him to Fudruckers for his first American food experience. He couldn't pronounce it that well but he laughed a lot and you could tell he was very excited. So now i am back in Upsala praying for direction and finances to become clear. Feel free to put in a word for me if you think of it.
Should i keep writing on here about what happens with my partnership with VFV and my organization? Or will nobody read it anymore?