Sickness took me over this past week.
As you can see from my last post that most of my days were stronger than others.
But even though I was sick, I enjoyed my week. I started two classes, one with my sweetheart, and I just couldn't be more thrilled.
I take Government first with Jonathan and our teacher is quite the catch, two words : bow tie, and then my second is Psychology. My Psychology teacher is wonderful, and I am already feeling an adoration for the class itself, so intriguing.
I recently stated that I was in the process of changing my major, and still am, so I am venturing in the Fall towards classes that call for intense science so I am enjoying while I can.
My heart is still missing Honduras, my home away from home, I miss the children and teenagers. I miss their huge smiles and their tight hugs. I miss their songs, their language, the way they seemed so unaware of their problems when we got there.
I miss their continuous love.
I am beyond thankful for them. Everyday. I remind myself of their situations, not in pity, I just am just in awe of their strength.