Over 50 hours after my departure from India I was able to walk off my last plane into the arms of my big sis who was holding a big awesome sign which you can see at her site, and head to the place of my childhood, only minus two pieces of luggage.
I forgot how beautiful this place is...I am surrounded by green glad hills, fresh air, a beautiful lake, and my family. I can sit on the porch of my house in a rocking chair and look upon the Tennessee hills and the lake. I can actually look up and see the stars at night...
Here is a little pic of me and Isabella, my WAY too cute niece...
Those who have gone before speak of culture shock...so far I am doing OK. It is GOOD to be home.
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