This entry will, in all probability, strike you as being exceedingly romantic. That cannot be helped. I am overwhelmed with joy.

I returned to base yesterday, and it’s just amazing how much love I feel for my Jordan and my people. “This is where I belong”, I thought when I got in the car and headed for home. Then I could not leash my tears.
I was verbally unable to communicate my feelings to the caring people around me. Perhaps you find this to be too dramatic for your taste, I do too. But I had no control over that overflow of sentiment.

Love for the people and love for the place. Disapproval of some features and certain behaviours, that’s also true. But I am willing to let that criticism lurk for a while, perhaps until my next post. I desired this moment for so long that now everything else is reduced to nothingness.

I enjoyed being amidst my family again, having dinner with them in the living room ( Yes,we do that ), and telling them all about my visit to the states and about the wonderful people I met there. Waking up in the morning to my mom’s voice and to breakfast with my mom and dad…now that was a dream come true! It seemed so remote at a certain point, so remote that I figured I will never get the chance to be close again.

I believe my visit, as short to some of you as it may seem, was very positive. It helped me widen my horizons, to say the least. It definitely added to my world knowledge,and my passion for my culture and religion. I am a much better-informed person now, and I am ecstatic about this broadening of views.
The thought crossed my mind, however, that whatever views or opinions that I may have should be mistaken for being obtained solely after and/or due to this recent visit of mine. That is a perfectly wrong line of reasoning. I felt the need to clarify this point since I am often confronted with such false deductions, and I always dismiss them.

I am still jet lagging and my formerly “odd” sleeping habits are even more singular. I am loving the food and the company, I am euphoric!