Home...

Its all over... I can't believe it. It was the most surreal thing walking through those sliding glass doors seeing a tall man with a cowboy hat, a short blonde lady just as beautiful as I remember 5 months ago. A guy with his everyday usual baseball cap and his ever adorable wife with beautiful long blonde hair. Yep you guessed I arrived home and those disciptions where of my family who was waiting to greet me. The flights were long, and stressful, but Its good to be home. Russia is now just a memory and almost seems as though it never even happened. The only proof I have of the wonderful exprience is an awkward social interaction thats probably more then awkward its more like retarded, and a room full of clothes and russian souvenirs. I miss russia terribly, I miss the girls, My family, and all the greenry around. Nothing though nothing can ever top the how much I missed my family, room, mater, and being able to look out my window as much as I wanted to see the temple. Its an awesoe experience. I have to thank Russia for giving me the wake up call that I needed, and pray that I keep the gratitude for this great country. Well everyone sorry if the posts cease to exist I'm going to be out at the ranch during the weeks,but I'm sure I'll get a few cool stories to post along the way. So stay tuned, but I'm not promising anything.