home sweet home

I have nothing to say. Yea.

I really miss Costa Rica. Which is strange, isn't it? I am really liking Colorado right now. And yet I am still missing Costa Rica.

We went to South Dakota for vacation. There was nothing there. We went through a town called Lost Springs. It had a population of 1. 1!!! I mean seriously, I thought that couldn't count for an actual town...

Anyway, I got to drive home for the last two or three hours of the way. From Cheyenne apx. We were just coming onto the edge of Fort Collins, and it was late, and I could see all these beautiful yellow and white lights shinning in the darkness. And they were blinking on and off as civilization progressed with its night. And I can not begin to describe to you.

It was beautiful.

I started laughing, almost hysterically. "Look! Lights! Civilization!" My dad looks up from, whatever he was looking down at.

"Oh, yea, Fort Collins."

So I know it wasn't Denver or anything, but I just don't know how to explain this. It was like coming home. I've hardly ever thought of Colorado as home. But getting back from Lost Springs South Dakota, it was amazing. All those lights gleaming, reaching out into the night welcoming me back home. Home.

I like living in Colorado. Woo. I have never liked it before. I have lived here 4 years, and hated it all that time. I mean, I've been content and complacent about it. It isn't as though I pray every night to move or something. But for the first time, I thanked God for Colorado. I thanked him, becasue I was so excited to come home. For the first time I actually looked at those mountains, and thought to myself.

Wow, there really is no place like home.