In The Nick of Time.

So people say that it's the little things in life that really make a difference, and in my life this has been proven true.  I have been feeling a little down lately, not for any specific reason, just having the exchange student downs. Well, tonight I went to my first house for a snack and a little get together with my first parents. And as I was collecting the rest of my things I felt a little regret. Was I making the right choice by switching families? Was this what's best for me right now? What would my life be like if I stayed here as apposed to my other house? And most of all I felt really bad about leaving the two nicest people I know in Bolivia. They helped me so much in that first month, I feel so bad for leaving them like this. But life has taught me not to regret anything, so I'm sticking with my choice, however difficult. And I now know that there's no going back. So, as I walked into my (kinda) new house, loaded down with bags of my stuff, I felt heavy, sad, remorseful, then, as if he knew exactly what would make me happy, as I entered the kitchen my father held up a bottle of my favorite peach flavored yogurt and a bag of my favorite chocolate cereal, saying a few of the words he knows in English, "for you". This made me so happy, and now I know I have made the right decision. This is such a wonderful family I am so lucky to be a part of it. I'm right where I'm supposed to be. So even when I'm in a tough place I know that everywhere I am there will be people who care about me and will help me in rough times. Life is good and there's no point in being sad.