Mi casa es su casa.

My husband, tired and now sleeping after a long-hard week of work, will soon be trying to accustom himself to my way of living rather than the other way around. So, with this glass of Sauvignon Blanc that I am currently finishing I can't help but think about how this all will affect him. What will he think? How will he feel?

I want us to have a better life than what we have here, but the last thing I want is for him to be as miserable as I am right now living in his mothers house. But I still can't help but feel excitement when I think about all the places I am going to take him, all the places I want to show him.

What if this is just me being selfish though. I miss my family and friends. I miss college. I miss my independence. But what happens when he misses Chile? It's not like we will be able to come back so easily.

Just a few thought's I've had. I know I don't write here that often, but hopefully someone still reads this...

Green card.

So we are finally starting the visa process for Andres even though we don't have every little thing we need, we can at least get started. If everything works out the they that we are hoping we should be home by mid-end of august. I am so excited that I can't even put it into words. We have been waiting for this for so long and have been through so much and made so many sacrifices.

I want a good life with my husband. I want to share MY life with him, I want him to see how I view the world. I've spent the last year and a half living in his world so I feel like it's time that he lives in mine. Plus he knows I'm not happy here in Santiago, but he also knows I won't go back alone again.

I did that once already and my close friends and family know exactly how that went for me, Andres knows how that went for me. I was miserable for four months straight. I never want that again. I will stay here in Chile as long as it takes. We married each other to be together and it will stay like that.

Las Piedras jamás, paloma, que van a saber de amores.

One more things I've learned about patience is the fact that if you just wait things out, it will all work out in the end. Patience is the key to battling stress.

I deal with so much here in Santiago that I really did have to grow up, and fast. But I can't stress about it because that really only makes it worse. Keeping the idea of patience in mind really helps just because I know it will get better, I just got to keep my composure while waiting.

Me he salvado en tantas guerras, me he cansado de llorar, y ahora que ya estoy de vuelta quiero vivir mas.

I may only be 21 years old but after living in Chile all this time I feel like I''m 40. It's just that every single week something else has to come along that stresses me out beyond belief. I have had to deal with so much while being here that I can't and don't think like most people my age. Going out to bars or clubs or drinking with friends almost every night is something that sends shivers up my spine and freaks me out. It really is because of other people I stress so much, so being with people to have fun? Not a good idea.

Last night Andres and I went out to Las Terrazas to go out and try and have a good time, basically just so we wouldn't have to be shut up in the house all the time. Everyone needs a break from the routine every now and then just so you don't get so bored.

BAD IDEA.

Way too many people, music way too loud, poor service, and horrible drinks. I felt way more uncomfortable than you would think humanly possible, I did have some good company though.

Andres really is the only part of all of this that makes being here worth it. I have said it a million times and I will continue saying it: I would be barking mad if he wasn't in my life. He talks sense in to me and just gives me a little peace and calm in this madness that is Santiago.

Back to growing up and responsibilities....It seems like once a year something goes wrong with my life back in USA. Last year I lost my flight with United and that was a month long battle to figure out what I was going to do, but I did it myself. This year though, it got a little more complicated. My advisor at SOU never got my completion letter from my internship so I ended up receiving an incomplete and 0 credits. When you fail to complete any amount of credits at SOU they take away your financial aid and therefore taking away your ability to study next term.

So I took care of it all by myself once again (with a few phone calls done by Andres...). I got my financial aid back. My advisor got the letter. I'm looking for my other internship to receive full credit.

I know how to do things on my own and by myself and I feel 40 years old because of the road that brought me here.