Monday 6/27/2011

Today, I finally made it to Chicago. Chicago, one of the biggest cities in the world, and my home for the past year. However, Chicago is not my true home. The other students are being picked up by their families getting hugs and greetings and signs and flowers, while I am hopping in a car with my friend here in Chicago and heading to my hotel for the night. My flight does not leave until 6 in the morning tomorrow. I did not get into the hotel until about 12am because of Passport Control, Customs, driving, and running errands with my friend. Now, I have to be up at 4 am to get ready for my taxi that will be here at 430 am and take me to the airport to catch my flight to Dallas, which still is not home.

I will be in Dallas for a few days with my parents at a Bowling Convention and seminars. It will be a great time, I am sure, but I still have not been home in such a long time. I really haven’t had that true comfort feeling you get being in your own bed and around your family. This leads me to my AWESOME thought of the day:

I think it is AWESOME that I am only about a week from being in my own bed, in my own home, with my own family!

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