We are heading back to our Mexican life Saturday morning, be it ever so brief . We will take what is left of it and enjoy ourselves. Seb and I are both happy that we at least got to come for the near year we will have been in Mexico. It's been a fabulous experience and we love the people and the country. Our daughter will grow up with this special attachment to the country because of her birthright and maybe one day she will travel there and discover where she was born.
I've had a very strange week being in mil's house. Maybe it's that feeling of being weighted down from all these dried flowers tacked up on the walls and the little doilies posed on every table.* It was very nice of them to let us stay here so I shouldn't really complain, but it made me feel even more out of sorts being trapped alone in such an abandoned landscape, the winds whistling against the house from the vast field across the way. As if that wasn't enough to put me on edge, I had a few incidents this week where my faith in humanity and common decency were completely rocked. It must be the week for it.
* Eighteen doilies in total. I counted.
3 comments:
This cannot be easy. It seems like you just moved to Mexico and were finally getting settled when it's time to up and move again. I wish I could give you a hand.
Sorry for the incidents you had this week. You did pique my curiousity though.
Thank you Jennifer. Luckily we'll have movers again but I'll probably pack most of it myself (especially my Oaxacan Walmart bowls --can't take a risk with those!)
As for the incidents I spoke of, disturbing as they were they were actually very thought provoking and as you know where there is thought there are blog posts brewing.
I'm sorry that your Mexican adventure is so near to an end. Good luck with the preparations for the move.
Curious here too...
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