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Home sick

Today is my first day of a little home-sickness. It isn't horrible, just don't feel like going outside. I was told this was going to happen but it still isn't the greatest feeling. It's funny how our body and emotions react to change. I think its first response is survival, surprise, and adventure. I am still in that phase. I have enjoyed seeing everything being so different, and hearing people talk in a language that doesn't seem to make sense. There are so many things to experience and take in, it can get overwhelming. Knowing that I am prone to having negative thoughts towards things that are different than what I do or to change, I told myself that I was going to focus on the neat things about China. This has worked out well and has helped me maintain a positive attitude. Such as:
- The kids are just SO dang cute!
- The food is healthy ( for the most part)
- They drive normal cars
- The Wu-mart (aka walmart-ish) has a lot of items I can read and want
- They love exercise and community
These are just a few of the things I have observed that make me feel comfortable here. Now, on the other hand there are a lot of things I just have to laugh at. I can tell that in a few months they might be harder to deal with.
- The dirt....everywhere
- The fact that you guys are sleeping when I am awake
- The food is good, but all seems a bit odd
- I don't own a car, nor would I want to drive one here! But taking subways and buses is different.
I don't want to paint a horrible picture, I just want to share with you things that I am experiencing. You can be lifting me up in those ways!
I am going to attempt to get some videos posted on here. They won't be edited by any means, but will show you a little bit of life here that pictures don't do justice :) I miss you all!


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