Mexico… One Year…. America…. And Me

Dear Coffee-Talkers,

It has been a while since I last wrote. Things have been very interesting lately. I went to Mexico, Jason and I celebrated our 1 year of living happily together, My Mom and sister came for a visit, and I have been exploring my career options more than ever.

Mexico was very interesting. It has been two years since I left the country (that is too long, I know) and what a difference a few years makes. I went there to attend a wedding of my father’s dear friend’s daughter. Did you fallow that? Any who… I went with my Dad and my sixteen year old sister Becky. Oh I forgot how hard life is when you are sixteen, you love or hate everything, such black and white, I guess as you get older and the grey forms on your head, you also gain grey areas in your perspectives. Then I suppose as you get older and the grey falls out of your head, you go back into a “black and white” mode again. I was the grey between my father and sister, and they were definitely black and white.
There were people from around the world there, mainly from the UK, but I met people from Holland, Belgium, Iran, Canary Islands, and a few other places. The big difference is the way that they treated me, the world hates us now, and I am not sure if I blame them. It is a scary time for all, and I know that the Bush administration has a lot to do with it. I suppose from a far it looks like we all did this to the world, but as I finally was able to get across to most, in democracy, we all don’t get who we voted for every time. Plus, I did harshly tell the guy from the Canary Islands that if he was happy about the money that he made with us, it only makes sense that he loses money with us too. No one is winning here, but I do know this, Americans are not loved in this world anymore, it’s sad in a way, I have always been welcomed with such open arms. I found that once I made the comment “Bush is a criminal”, they tended to get off me a little bit.
I met so many kind people, Bernardo worked at the resort, and when I say “worked” I mean it, this guy worked SO hard for his living, and his family (which I saw pictures of because he kept them in his pocket at all times, so he could remember why he does work so hard), and his honor. He invited Jason and I to his home next time we are down, he said he will cook for us, I am not sure I have ever been so honored to have an invite, he walked with so much integrity, I was so thankful to meet him.
There is something to be said for the way these Mexicans live, they work so hard, and play so hard, it is truly a spice of life place.

Jason and I living together for a year now, I cannot believe that it has been that long, what a happy time. I feel so lucky, and I no longer wait for any shoes to drop. I have figured out that we are just good for one another, and much like the universe, it’s big and powerful, and there is no need to question it. I believe, I believe! I have quit asking “Why? Why? Why?” And started saying “Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!”

I am so grateful that I have met him, but most grateful for who I can be with him, me. Just goes to show, and I know I preach this all of the time, when you can learn to sit with yourself, you know when you are sitting with someone that you respect when you finally meet them. I am grateful for today.

So, I am back, I wrote a bit about being positive about an hour ago, I’d love to hear your thoughts…… I would like to hear from you all more often, I have gotten very used to having coffee with the world.

All my Love,

Lizzy