The Little Things

Dad left yesterday which was hard for me. This past week kinda felt like a vacation, but seeing him pack was difficult because I realized that I am actually staying as far away from home as you can get by myself. Of course, I am not completely alone with God but the Benz's are a family with their own traditions and stories. I am here to do a job which I don't feel qualified for so far away from everything I know. I am trying to take things day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute. It's the little things which have gotten me through the day, the way Leah smile when I make a face at her, how we all started talking in British accents today (we miss you, Hannah!), and the feeling of teasing Seth about stealing property during Monopoly. Those feelings of happiness, of belonging are the same wherever you go. I think I'm going to be ok.