Home, the spot of earth supremly blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
-Robert Montgomery

33 days, so short but yet so long. So much has changed since i left my home. I can't wait to get home; but yet it is gonna break my heart to leave.

"Natalie, you're doing the right thing." Sometimes the right thing doesn't feel "right" it hurts. It hurts so bad you want to cry. When I look back on the day that I left Jacksonville, I don't regret it. It was hard...really hard. I started crying before the 2 hours drive to the airport. But something my mom said stuck with me, its been 5 months since I got on the plane that day I sometime I think about what she said..."Natalie, you're doing the right thing".

I just finished reading "Mere Christainity" by CS Lewis. It is such a good book; I enjoyed it so much. It's crazy how truths from the Bible are true forever. CS Lewis explains such hard concepts in a really good way. Definantly a must read.

The only one standing in line....

I am a victim of the American culutre. I walk into the bathroom and automatically wait in line to use the restroom, everyone else walks in and stands in the middle of the floor. At ministry on the weekends I look for my own clean cup, latinos just pick up a cup off the table and use it. I got to lunch and eat my food in a timely ok, ok very quickly, when i finish everyone else is still cutting up their salads( i mean who cuts up your salad). I pick up my chicken to eat with my fingers, they sit and patiently eat it with a fork. Just some other things I have realized that are different being a gringa living in a latino world.

I have nothing to write...sry! BUT I will put a picture of 2 ridiculously good-looking favorite boys:)

This past week has been so busy and crazy. What a whirlwind of activity both emotionally and physically draining. I went on a campana (translating trip),so i completed another one of my "21 things to do before i turn 21". The trip really forced me to use what I have been learning, it was so great. Then on Wednesday we recieved the painful news that one of the PBB (the program I am in) boys had to leave. IT broke me heart to see him go, we are all so close. After that I went to a church in a poor neighborhood, I wish I could stay there the rest of my time in Argentina:)

you know your mejor amigas when...

This happened 3 days in a row.....we all 3 match:);and the Crocs are typical Niki style.