Que buen dia hoy! I noticed I was becomming very angry and sad during my morning class, and when I feel this overwhelmed, I can't listen well (english, and def not spanish). No me importa nada... After waking my mother (TY Mom!), crying and talking with her during my walk home, I was greeted by another mother. Que te paso? Digame...Soy tu madre Sevillana! I felt the support and love of a family today at lunch. Once I stopped thinking about all my personal goals and stressing about changing them (to the point of giving myself a headache), I was able to relax and have more patience with myself. I need to be flexible in allowing myself to adapt my goals as I go along, since when I made them, I was not living this. Poco a poco...mi senora me dijo. I feel really frustrated that I cannot understand everything my host family, teacher, or people in stores and restaurants say to me and that I cannot speak colloquially yet. I don't want to be rude and not know that I am being perceived that way. I know text book spanish...and grammar, not the things I need to know here. I spent a lot of time with Cristina and Ana today, and managed to do my tarea tambien. Sometimes when Cristina and I are talking, I forget that we are natives to two very different languages and almost blurt out an english phrase here and there. Our connection transcends languages-after all, all languages are incapable of expressing the amazing capacities of the human mind.

I am extremely happy I followed through with expressing myself to my family, regardless of my fears in knowing I am not capable of articulating these complexities clearly. Magdalena told me many stories of how girls come to her for advice and then they feel better...and in that moment, I felt so connected to everyone in the room, by the universal human experience of emotions. I felt most comfortable at today's lunch than any other meal with them, just allowing myself to be. Though I took my first authentic siesta today, estoy cansada. Buenas noches!