I had a few responses from yesterday’s blog, and I think I should clear a few things up. First, I, MacKenzie, am the writer of this blog. Paul just posts it on his facebook page. Second, I am not sad about being in America. It is just that I would like to be in two places at once.

This morning I feel compelled to write the things that make me happy to be in America.

Waking up knowing my family is either in the same house or only 10 minutes away.
Being able to drive if I want to.
Wide open spaces
Seeing too many stars to count
Lush green grass I can walk on without fear of what I might be stepping in
Talking to my grandparents face to face – and Paul’s grandparents as well
Hugs from people I have missed
Screams and shouts when I see friends I haven’t seen in a long time
Having a yard
Bacon
Worship in my heart language
Understanding every thing that is said to me
Watching Lily play with her cousins, grandparents, and great-grandparents

These are just a few.