Monday, December 19, 2011

Quiero Ir A Casa

Quiero ir a casa.
I love Christmas
But the things
That make it great
Are gone this year.
I thought I had to stop
Thinking of Peru
As home.
I thought that now
This place was home.
I was so wrong.
I love
That there might be snow.
I love
That it's a crisp cold.
I love
That it's different.
And I thank God
For what he has given me
And how he's blessed me.
But if I got a chance
To go home
I would gladly
Give all that up.
Quiero andar en combi.
Quiero comer la comida.
Quiero ir a la playa.
Quiero hablar espaƱol.
Quiero ver a mis amigos.
Quiero pasar tiempo
Con mi familia.
Quiero ir a casa.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Tonight I'm Crying

It's been so long
Since I've cried like this.
There's just one thing
I want right now
More than anything else.
It's too bad it's the closest thing
To impossible right now.
It's been a while
Since I've really cried
And now crying doesn't help
Because I'm not in your arms.

I have not cried
In so very long.
It must be because of
Something important.

I started crying
When I got off the phone
With my mom thinking,
"I just want to go
Home."

Saturday, December 10, 2011

"Is it your birthday?" Yes, yes it is.

So, I just wrote this entire post and was wrapping it up when I accidentally deleted it. I don't even know how I did but maybe that's a sign that I need to shorten it :P Since I don't feel like writing the whole thing out again, I'll do just that.
In the past, the day of my birthday has always been pretty sucky. It's never anyone's fault, unless you count the Peruvian calendar, because my birthday was always on a holiday. Some people say, "Wow, you didn't have to go to school on your birthday? You're so lucky." And in my head I'd say, "Wow, you get to see your friends on your birthday? You're so lucky." When I first wrote about this (before it was deleted), I went a little into detail about my last four birthdays and just how much they've sucked. But I'm realizing that the reason why they were kinda awful isn't all that important. They just did and I didn't know what to expect this year. What I got though was so great. Getting told "Happy Birthday!" face-to-face and getting sung to everywhere you go, sometimes even by people you don't know, makes such a big difference. And my friends here made my day so special. I'm so glad for them and for the weather too. It had rained two days in a row but the sun came out and it didn't feel so much like winter anymore on my birthday. That was so awesome. My birthday also fell on reading day which meant no classes and Christmas Convo. I could do whatever I wanted, really. And  yes, there were some people who I consider good friends who apparently forgot my birthday or didn't get on Facebook, but though that was a bummer, the only thing I can complain about was not seeing my family. This was my first birthday away from home. They don't know this, but when my parents sang to me over the phone, I cried. But God has greatly blessed me with an awesome family here. This was truly the best birthday ever. I'll admit it could have been better, like if I'd gotten a call from Jeffery Dallas or something like that, but compared to past birthdays, it was more than I could have asked for. Thank you, Lord.