WOW... [and whoops - totally forgot to upload this 2 weeks ago!]

I am TERRIBLE at keeping this updated. Excuse over. Note to self - I should stop using this as my starting phrase...

Honey, I am home. It's the weirdest thing.

I've been home 2 days. 2 days!?! In so many ways, I feel like I've never left. Perhaps it was because being with my friends here felt like there had never been time between.

We didn't have the awkward "They have jokes and I have jokes and the crossover of jokes requires explanation because we weren't present - you know, when someone fell over at your home church and it was funny, but you weren't there so just give a polite laugh.

We didn't have the "Things Carola wasn't present at" or the "things the home family weren't present at" finger pointing - you know, when someone says "Oh, you missed so-n-so's party - it was AWESOME!!"

It was like - we just kept going from the day I left. It was really the best welcome back to my group of closer friends that I could've imagined. Thankfully, I went into seeing my friends with ZERO expectations. I know from the first time coming back from the ship that if you expect anything - even the smallest things - you will highly likely be disappointed. People love you but the care factor isn't there. They want to know - don't get me wrong - but they don't understand. The excitement you have for things are like aliens from another planet to people at home - they just don't get it. Not because they are daft, they just weren't there. Like, you weren't at home to see the things they did.

But - I'm also expecting to have my feelings change... because at some point people will. And I will. I changed while I was away - will I change again when I