i miss

Listening to: Love Wins -Robbie Seay Band

Reading: The Horse and His Boy -C.S. Lewis

I miss Davish.

I miss Mr. Eric yelling "Get in the van man! Get on the bus Gus!" anytime we left the hotel. I miss crying. I miss seeing my kids everyday. I miss singing "Be Glorified" seven times a day.I miss praying with strangers. I miss street witnessing. I miss Kasey being next door. I miss seeing my brothers and sisters cast themselves aside for the sake of the cross. I miss the drama makeup that made us all breakout.

I miss yellow fanta.

I miss Friendship's fried chicken. I miss dancing with Brother Joe in his van to his worship cd. I miss Mr. Phillip's hugs. I miss my roomies. I miss listening and singing along to JJ Heller with Amber every morning. I miss that Thursday night. I miss Joel's piranha stories.

I miss "King of The Hill."

I miss Jared and Maggie. I miss Brother Lloyd. I miss singing in the van because there was no radio. I miss the "Nathanael" pose. I miss going to Kacey's room, having our club meetings, and eating Doritos and chocolate while NOT spilling coke on Hattie and Chambray's bed.

I miss Hattie and Chambray talks.

I miss calling Crystal just so she would have a phone call. I miss missing home. I miss not wanting to come home. I miss Ashley's "scream laugh." I miss acting like I hated Mao. I miss duct tape. I miss saying, "Dang, my dad WAS right!" every ten minutes or so. I miss changing 8 times a day because it was so hot.

I miss chanting "I. Am. Beautiful." in front of the mirror with Amber every morning and being late to every meal.

I miss Brodie's. I miss "Hey Carrissa." I miss being an adult. I miss hearing the kids say, "Sweets? Sweets?" and holding out their hands for candy. I miss last-minute Bible studies. I miss going to Christin's room and talking about underwear.

I miss not caring what we looked like.

I miss feeling. I miss not understanding Mr. Dennis's jokes. I miss bargaining in the market. I miss being the hug giver. I miss talking about how nasty the food was and what I was going to eat when I got home. I miss the little boy at the special needs school who raised his arms and sang along during "Alleluia."  I miss Josh not being able to handle me being upset with him.

I miss being in love.

I miss boat rides. I miss accents. I miss watching the woman in the pink dress dance. I miss seeing everybody worship so freely. I miss Ms. Nancy giving us all copious amounts of acidophiles. I miss sunscreen. I miss holding and praying over the kids.

I miss Belize.