April 27th, 2014
My first full day back in Colorado. It felt completely unreal.
I went shopping with my cousin Sarah and I was utterly astounded at how EASY everything was. To my surprise, I spoke in English the entire time. That was weird.
I finally had my much needed driving jam-sesh in my car! Oh it was AWESOME.
I went to mass at 7:00pm in Greeley. It wasn’t just any mass. First off, my friend Ben was getting confirmed, so that was pretty exciting. But second off, IT WAS IN ENGLISH! That was super exciting for me. Not only did I understand everything but I also was able to sing along to the songs. It was absolutely beautiful. Oh how I missed mass in English.
At the beginning of mass my friend Lily saw there was no one sitting by the pulpit to read and said “uh oh, I better be a reader.” Well, they needed one more, and I was a reader last semester… so I figured might as well. Just got back and already bein put to work. So I cold read the reading and actually read it better than I do if I had practiced before. Thats the Holy Spirit workin for sure. At least the reading was in English, that made it WAY easier.
And so the “hello’s” began!
Most of my friends saw me for the first time in church before mass started. They were shocked! I was cracking up.
Stanci screamed, ran to me and wouldn’t let go.
Alexi dropped all of the papers that were in her hands and gasped she was so shocked.
Natalie and I hugged for like five minutes.
I had never seen Valarie so surprised.
I couldn’t stop hugging Tanelle.
Ben just straight up lifted me off the ground.
The hugs just kept comin. My love tank was SO filled. I just felt so joyful to see all my friends again. I had missed my Bear Catholic group SO much.
People kept telling me how tan I am! YES. GOAL = CHECKED.
I worked long and hard for that tan, finally, recognition!!!
Theres so much catching up to do with people. I drove Stanci and Ben home from church and we ended up talking for two hours in my car. I hung at Jackson and Matt’s till 2 in the morning and then Tanelle and I talked till 3:30.
Its so good to be back, so good to see loved ones, so good to feel like I belong again.
But I am already struggling with some aspects of being gone.
For example: Every time I go to the bathroom and I dont see a trash can next to the toilet I think “OH NO WHERE AM I GOING TO PUT MY TOILET PAPER!?” Oh wait…. right… It just goes in the toilet… Four months… Four whole months of training not to put toilet paper in the toilet are all doing down the drain! Pun intended. ;) But seriously, its a mini panic attack every time.
I also accidentally keep speaking to strangers in Spanish. Instead of excuse me I said “permiso” or “perdon” and instead of bless you I said “salud”.
All that time, I was working on turning into a tica so I could fit in. I would say I achieved the title of my blog, I went from Gringa to Tica. I learned how to live the Pura Vida. And now… well, it’s time to go back. This will take a while to get used to.