.... 6 months later.

well im home now, and have been for a 2 months now. and its hell. I hate it. I dont have the same freedom. I dont have my family that i loved so much 3 months ago. and i dont have the life i used to be living.

I got home, and i felt like a piece of myself was taken away. my parents didnt underdtand who i was anymore and it was the scaariest thing.

i got home, started working, summer school, catching up with people. and still, never will compare to the year i had there in brazil.

i cant even explain how much it meant to me. it was the best thing that could possibly happen to my life right now and now my sisters lived it as well. even thought they are only gone for a month or two, they get that little taste of heaven and i hope they realize how wonderful the world is. my oldest sister tia had just gotten back from africa and europe. and my little sister tailor is living in germany right now and i hope she is falling in love with everything she sees.

my trip ending was the start of a new life, a new beginning and it makes my life so much crazier. didnt think that was possible.

for the first month and a bit, i wouldnt talk about my trip, couldnt talk about my trip. the moment i thought about it, i broke down in tears and was so hurt that i wasnt there with any of my life long friends or being me the way i was there, broke me and hit me so hard..

now that im a little bit more used to it, i can tell people how i felt and how i feel, my stories, everything. it just took me a little longer then expected.

im happy i went, happy this happened to me and now so excited to share with the rst of the world what i have to offer, leave this small one horse town and hit the big cities and make a difference in the world.

i guess this little, few words should wrap up my year in brazil!! hope you enjoyed and tried to understand how i felt and what i expierenced though my vag words!

over and oouuttt!!

From canadatobrazil.

Michelle.

bjss.