Bueno. Mi rato en Santander se ha acabado. Ya esta. Ayer, di un paseo una ultima vez por las calles de mi lugar de residencia. No sera mas galletas con chocolate en las mananas, no mas paseando a lado de la bahia. No mas viendo Matrimonio con hijos. He despedido a mis amigos, mis senores.
Well. My short little time in Santander has ended. It's over. Yesterday, I walked around for the last time in my home city month. There won't be any more crackers with hot chocolate in the mornings, no more walking alongside the bay enjoying the ocean breeze. No more watching Married with Children with my Senor. I've said goodbye to my friends, my host parents.
Likewise, my time in Spain is coming to a close. I'm in the capital, Madrid, which is a beautiful city, but my mind is not here. It's back home. This is not to say that I am not really having a godo time in Spain, it's just that I can't wait to start life again in my home country, and most of all I can't wait to see all my friends. One thing I have learned from being abroad is to appreciate what I have at home more. I am grateful for a church that preaches the Gospel. I am grateful for a nation, though it has it's problems, that still fundamentally accepts the principles of Christianity. I am grateful for friends and family that share my values.
What else has changed? I am so much more aware of other perspectives now. I had no idea how many assumptions I make every day about life, whether about the kind of service I will receive, what is acceptable to talk about, or how to study for a test. A lot of those assumptions where thrown out shortly after my arrival in Spain.
Also, I am more confident and independent. I can live 3 months without my family, or anything with which I am familiar. My faith has had to be my own, the Word of God my guide. I thank the Lord for what he has done in my life during these three months.
See all of you soon!
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