Don't Worry; I'm Still Here

I realise that I haven't posted in a long time. We've been in the States on a whirlwind tour and I am still dealing with reverse culture shock. I keep rounding down to the nearest 5 cents, I can't get enough Mexican food and I cry every time I go to the grocery store. I am eating fast food at an alarming rate, I get in the car on the wrong side and I haven't had a single moment to myself except when I'm sleeping or using the bathroom.

I had an incredible week of work training, I attended my father's funeral, and I reconnected with friends and family. We traveled the state and I am feeling tired, peopled-out and incredibly loved.

We leave in less than a week and the good-byes have started. They never get any easier.