Homesick

Today, I miss Guatemala.

Today, I miss my mountains.

In case you don't remember, I was a bit obsessed with my mountains.

My sweet friends on Instagram and Facebook had to see the same mountain at least 3 times a week because I took pictures of it every time I ran or walked passed it. 

Living in Texas, I am not privy to beautiful scenery. 

In fact, Texas, at least where I live in Dallas, is ugly. 

Reader: SARAH!!! HOW DARE YOU BESMIRCH MY HOMELAND!

This is my homeland too, but we both have to admit that it isn't that pretty. 

The prettiest places in Dallas require at least an $8 entrance fee. (Ie. The Arboretum)

So, back to my point. 

Today, I miss Guatemala. 

This is the first time I have really missed it. 

I have been so busy since we got home that I haven't really had time to miss it.

This could actually be one of the reasons that I miss Guatemala so much.

Life here is busy. 

I am constantly rushing around, and while it is great to be able to drive to Target or run errands without the fear of getting shot, it is busy.

I was often bored in Guatemala. 

(OK, I was often depressed, and I counted down the days to when I could visit ugly Dallas Texas)

BUT, today when I turned on my radio and heard a song that I used to run past my mountains listening to, I grew homesick.

I miss my mountains, and I miss peace. 

Reader: This was a super depressing post. Can you try to pep it up tomorrow? I don't read this blog to be sad. I read it to hear about oils and your ridiculousness. Thanks.

Ok fine. Today, however, I will leave you with some pretty pictures of my mountains.

Same mountains, different days. 

Isn't it amazing how God paints the sky differently throughout the day. 

Just beautiful.

So, I just went through all of my pictures. I didn't, apparently, start running/working out until I had been living in Guatemala for 11 months...that's embarrassing.