To have clean hands all day long and not have the threat of ringworm,
To sit in a coffeeshop full of people typing on their laptops with one hand and their cell phones with the other,
To run around beautiful lakes with no one staring at me,
To be living in spring while wearing winter jackets in Minnesota,
To receive customer service... they actually WANT to help me have a good experience?
To pay $3.95 for a coffee drink, knowing how Mama Grace could use it for her 5 children,
To only see pictures of my friends in the Congo, and not see them face to face,
To only hear about the war and security situation and worry about those that are still there,
What homes look like with design and decor, instead of of old posters ranging from designer kitchen advertisements to calendars of Osama Bin Laden,
To not be sick all the time from fried food, fried with re-used oil,
To use my Spanish again, hoping I'll not get rusty on French and Swahili,
To have that ambiguous "unemployed" label along with a million others around me
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,To not have a beautiful flower garden that scents every evening with a romantic aura,
To cook Mexican food in a matter of minutes, instead of a 2 hour project to make tortillas from scratch,
To have options... grocery stores with hundreds of items... You mean, instead of paying $9/bottle of shampoo, I get to choose between 8 that are $3.45, plus you throw in an extra bottle for free?
To go to the Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis and watch "The Two Gentlement of Verona," and to listen to live music at Dixie's on Grand Ave in Saint Paul...
Shall I go on? However, it feels good; it feels right to be back in Minneapolis at this time. And the melting snow outside my window... it's just setting the scene for us to enjoy the springing of life here in the Twin Cities.
