When you travel, your heart will never be the same because you leave parts of it with the people who cross your path. This evening, I spent time with 3 generations of strong, wonderful women of Veracruz. When together, I was not treated as a stranger, but rather I was embraced and felt like I was visiting family. We talked and we laughed. And during our conversation we would hear 'crash!" Only for someone to say "mango!" as mangoes fell from the tree outside, and we would laugh more. Mrs. Conchita gifted me with beautiful handmade items for the kitchen - the embroidered sunflowers was a wedding gift for me, she said, since I am getting married in September.
One of the biggest lessons I have learned in my first week in Mexico is the value of time. Here in Mexico, people take time to visit with family. They take time to sit down and enjoy food and conversation with friends and family during meals. They take time to enjoy life with those they love.
Start taking time. Stop putting off seeing family because you don't have enough time - make time for what matters. Your loved ones matter. Take time to hold your mother's hand on the couch. Take time to talk with your grandmother. Take time to know your siblings. God gave you your family and He sent you your friends - take time to enjoy your blessings.
I am blessed with my family back home and I am blessed with my new family here in Mexico; and I thank God for both.
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