I'm homesick tonight. I miss South Dakota, specifically Pine Ridge Reservation and even more specifically the village of Allen. I really feel that it is my home away from home. I always look forward to my first drive through the village each year. It's when I get to see old friends. It's a good feeling to know these people, to know where they live and to know their names and to know that they also know me. I miss almost everything about it.
I miss the sky. The sky there is just amazing. It goes on and on and at night there are more stars visible than you can imagine. I miss the people. I miss the missionaries who are now our friends. I miss the way of life there. Things just go at a slower pace there. There is no traffic, no congestion, people there are not rude to you because they have to live with you. Out there you can go to a grocery store and the people there know you by name and they carry your groceries to your car for you. I miss seeing horses run wild. I miss the "rez dogs". I miss the Lakota way of life that put so much emphasis on respect of self and others. A year just seems too long to wait.