I ate dinner with my two host sisters tonight because our parents both had meetings for their jobs. After finishing I helped my older sister take down the laundry, that had been hung outside to dry. The door to outside from the kitchen stayed open as there was just a small chill in the air. We had the radio on and the sun was going down over the field across the street. I stopped in the middle of unpinning my dress, and looked around...watched as our cat chased a butterfly, admired the pink and yellow sky over the vast openness, I smiled at my sister, and realized that there was no where in the world that I would rather be than where I was in that moment.
Leaving here in 100 days is going to be the hardest thing I'll ever have to do.