Here I sit in the library making the first real step toward going (at least in my opinion its the first step). I have set up my blog. Its more than official I leave in only a matter of days for the Pine Ridge Reservation. I'm excited, I'm scared, and I'm nervous. I'm leaving the comforts of the Midwest behind for the barren land of the prairie. Even though I am returning to a somewhat familiar landscape the village of Manderson holds the element of the unknown. I will not be going back to my friends in Allen, instead I will be in a different place about an hour or so away and in reservation terms its fairly close.
I have already decided that I will miss the trees in Kalamazoo and the corn fields that surround Anderson. The beauty of all the rivers, lakes, and ponds will not be forgotten. While on the prairie though, I look forward to basking in the sun for the cloudless skies and hanging out with the prairie dogs. I look forward to being able to see for miles.
What I look forward to the most is the people. I love the Lakota people. Their hair, the color of their skin, and their beautiful Rez (short for reservation) accents.
So as this final week of green grass and tall trees continues I will spend my time in prayer, packing, and visiting friends.
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