there's an ocean between where i am and where i want to be

So the above popular Flogging Molly lyric kept coming to me today. I'm missing Zimbabwe really badly again. There are times when I can almost smell the dirt, and the way the heat beats down, and the laughter from the school kids. I guess what scares me the most is that I don't know if I'll ever go back. Its like my life has been split into two, and I like both paths. I'm definitely going through a "stuck in the middle" time and I always get the same answers when I pray "patience...trust me." Which is funny because those are the things I'm worst at...which is why I need to do them. Anyways I think I'm rambling. But I love the blog, and I love feeling that I'm talking to both of you. Its like we're back at home, me in a chair and you guys sprawled on the floor, just talking about all the things we constantly have bouncing around in our heads. You guys are my best friends, I love you.