I don't want to forget. I can't let what I learned slip my mind. I want my face to still be moist from the tears that I cried for people that I poured my heart out to. I want to close my eyes and still see those faces. I want to relax and allow my mind to go back to conversations that I carried. I never want to forget. I want to wake up and walk out to the ocean. I want to feel the way about americans that I did about Jamaicans. I want to get myself back into the "mode" where I pray for someone at the sight of them. To look into their eyes, and care enough to wonder what path they are walking. I want my mind-set in America to be what it was in Jamaica. I don't need to go across the country to help people. There are people sitting beside me right now that need help. I've been home for almost 3 months now, but I'm still a missionary. I still want to further God's kingdom. I don't want to be dry anymore.