Que le Vaya Bien

As soon as we arrive in DC later today we will be back to the race that is our life. Tomorrow we begin the moving process as we attempt to install ourselves into a new house. I go back to work on Monday. The kids return to school the week after that. Then it will be one long string of steps in our routine: lunches, school, work, PTO, baseball, gymnastics, etc. Peppered with great meals, good friends, time with family, small adventures close to home, of course. But there will be nothing to compare to this summer we spent in Mexico, for a long time to come.

Before we left Oaxaca we sat down with the kids and watched a slide show of our first six weeks in Mexico. We talked through each place and experience, trying to stitch them into memory. It is hard to believe that the days we spent sweltering in Merida were just over a month ago. We have packed so much into this summer, it seems to have expanded into ten. Our challenge will be to remember it. We have to accept that much of this time will be lost. Even last night Josie said to Jasper, “Remember the pizza we had at the top of the hill, with the pool?” He had no idea what she was talking about. That wonderful dinner, with the hippie Italians, of wine and pasta and pizza, while the kids swam in the infinity pool and the sun set over the Pacific, at Mazunte. That pizza place. “Oh yeah!” he said, unconvincingly.

Remember that summer in Mexico? Oh yeah, THAT summer in Mexico. That rich, full, fascinating, fun summer in Mexico. When Jasper was eight, and Josie was five, and their parents remembered why they were married ten years ago.

Que le vaya bien, Mexico.

And, si Dios Quiere…

Hasta luego.