My Heart...

As I sat on a plane from Port au Prince, Haiti to Atlanta, Georgia last Saturday (August 18) unable to keep my tears in check, I pulled out my notebook...

I just left behind 68 people whom I've grown to love dearly, who have been a constant, daily presence in my life for 4.5 months (not to mention over the years) and my heart aches. 

I've left the place my heart loves and am heading to a place with people I love, yet don't long to be.

I was semi-relieved when I booked a flight to the States Thursday but now that I'm in the air all I want to do is go back.

I don't want to re-learn life in the States, I didn't really miss life in the States... Haiti has my heart.