It's been a while.

My friends are visiting this weekend. The first time I met them, I wonder whether I knew I would still love them eight years later. I met them all in El Salvador, Central America. After I left El Salvador, I wrote about what it felt like to be changed by a place and when I look at my friends after 8 years of feeling like they're my brothers and sisters, I know that it wasn't just the place that made me who I am today.