it has been almost a month since i've been home from France. Every day i think of my group members and leaders and how much i miss them. I've even dreamt about them sometimes. It's so strange to me. I only knew these people for five weeks out of my life, yet through those five weeks, my life has been forever altered.
I look forward to the day where we are reunited with each other in the late night lights of Paris, eating cheese and bread and reminiscing about the good ole days where we first met.
I look forward to the day where I can walk through the front door of my French home and see my maman and papa again, as well as my brother and sisters. I miss the cuisine my maman prepared for us every day. I now know how much i miss European tomatoes and cantaloupe. (It's a lot.)
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